Fang Lin appeared extremely suddenly, having executed the Traceless Body Skill that he had not used for a long time, silently approaching behind the young man in white.
With a long spear in hand and a murderous aura shrouding him, Fang Lin's eyes carried a hint of chill intent, planning to take down the young man in white in the shortest possible time.
If he were an ordinary Spirit Vein martial artist, he would have been completely unable to detect Fang Lin's approach, and even if he did, at such close range, there would be no time or opportunity to react to Fang Lin's forceful attack.
But this time, Fang Lin miscalculated.
"You think I'm unaware?" the young man in white emitted a tone of indifference, and at the very moment the ancient spear struck, he grabbed Fang Lin's wrist in one swift motion.
