The blade met Qin Feng's neck and sliced through it with zero resistance.
It came and went in a flash, leaving almost no trace behind. Wu Hen did not show himself during the ambush. His weapon was the only thing that was briefly revealed.
His blade resembled that of insect wings and was named rightly so—an A-tier god weapon called Dragonfly's Blade.
Yet, Wu Hen did not express joy after the successful assault. Instead, he felt a knock in his heart.
'Sh*t!'
He was an experienced assassin. Though the Dragonfly's Blade was amazingly sharp, he could tell whether the knife had cut through its target or not.
The cut felt eerily empty. Wu Hen closely glanced at the meditating Qin Feng and it suddenly crumbled into earth runes.
'A mud clone?'
It was an earth ability.
'When did he cast it? Was he expecting the ambush and had the clone set up from the beginning?'
