Tan Shui's expression twisted into a sneer, With a flick of his wrist, a razor-sharp gust of wind sliced through the air, hurtling towards Ye Yang. The unknown extent of Ye Yang's powers didn't deter him; bolstered by the formidable presence of his Spirit Cultivation stage allies, Tan Shui attacked with confidence, dismissing Ye Yang as a potential threat.
Ye Yang's eyes widened in surprise as Tan Shui's sudden attack caught him off guard. He attempted to dodge, but the wind blade's razor-sharp edge still managed to graze his chest, slicing through his clothing and leaving a shallow gash. Instinctively, Ye Yang raised his hands to deflect the blow, mitigating the damage.
