Alice saw two people charging toward her, a hint of bitterness flashing across her exceptionally beautiful face. Her body couldn't move, even swayed on the brink of collapse, about to fall to the ground.
The attack just now had exhausted her completely, draining all her strength and spiritual power!
"Great Rending Sky Hand!"
The black-robed man soared into the air, shouting lowly as his hand extended from beneath the robe, fingers clenched into a fist, aimed directly at Alice!
His speed was as fast as lightning!
"Am I going to die..."
Alice murmured, her heart filled with gloom. To think she would meet her end over a diary, how tragic indeed!
"Sorrowful Glassy Palm!"
But in the next moment, a familiar voice suddenly rang out beside Alice, followed by an immense aura skyrocketing into the sky, brimming with endless power.
Whoosh!
Two equally powerful forces collided.
Bang!
