Wang Tong finally took action!
At this moment, the Charter of Naming Deities Light Shield coincidentally extinguished itself. This was a seamless and flawless trap.
Everything was for this single strike!
A little knife, as wide as a thumb and as long as a finger, as clear as jade and nearly transparent, seemed to cut through time and space. The frigid chill it emitted made one shiver from the depths of their soul, and an intense murderous aura enveloped Xiao Chen's entire body. The gleaming but notably tiny knife point was about to touch him on the chest. Unless one was a god, there was no escape!
Death was amazingly close to Xiao Chen. Although he was defiant, he was helpless. At this moment, he could not change anything and could only wait for death's arrival.
"Ding"
