Subsequently, the shadow transformed by Ke Xiaomo squeezed through the crack and left the library.
"How is that possible..."
The Ink Writer stood rooted to the spot, murmuring hoarsely to himself.
Suddenly he whipped his head around and roared an order at the pedestrians on the street, "Use the Seal Shadow Daggers, stop Ke Xiaomo by any means necessary!"
As soon as the words were out, a hundred ninjas nearby tried to throw their Seal Shadow Daggers, attempting to intercept the shadow moving along the ground.
Hundreds of daggers surged densely like a tide, trying to capture the shadow transformed by Ke Xiaomo, and almost filled the storefronts, traffic lights, and the glass walls of high buildings along the way.
Even so, not a single dagger could catch up with the speed of Ke Xiaomo.
It was like trying to encircle a bird of prey in mid-air with a fishing net, utterly hopeless.
