The word on Xasha's fan turned to "shield" and blocked the incoming attack. But Xasha felt unbelievably disturbed. The attack forced him several meters back. What hit him was no doubt a powerful aura, but there was no one nearby. What he blocked was a sword strike that had the aura of a person. The sword strike and his shield clashed continuously for a long time before it returned to its owner.
Xasha's eyes followed the aura as it went back to its wielder in the distance. He felt a chill run down his spine when he saw the young man, Qingo, looking back at him with his casual smile. There were several miles between, yet this man not only stretched his aura that far, but he also kept it that powerful despite it being such a long distance from his body.
