Meng Qi had just noticed the difference in the Phoenix-perching Zither when the palm abruptly reached for him. It was silent and carried no Upstanding Qi, only dark residual shadows.
There was a distance of more than several meters between the two, but the fake Ruan Yushu's palm seemed to have penetrated through the void, or layers of water screen, causing fine ripples in the air. In a flash, it arrived in front of Meng Qi. He did not know if she was using stealth skills, making use of the cover of the dreamland formation, or had truly found a crack in the void.
Thump!
He thrust his sword that carried a blazing flame and blocked the palm, making a muffled sound on contact.
He leaned his body at an angle and slashed his sword at nearly the same time. The sword traveled in a strange direction, surrounded by silvery-white electric lights.
