"Regardless of whether or not you're the Cadaver Demon's incarnation, only one of us will be leaving alive." With this staunch declaration, Han Li pointed to his flying swords without hesitation and had the azure sword curtain surge with light. It then transformed into a mist as it engulfed the demon fox's corner of the room in an enormous display of strength.
When the young woman saw Han Li's attack, she smirked and licked her luscious pink lips. With a bewitching, bone-shaking laugher, she faded away in a flash of white light.
The azure mist ended up striking nothing but the Lapis Stone wall in a series of small rings.
Han Li frowned and quickly swept his spiritual sense across the room but found no trace of the demon fox. Her concealment technique was far beyond his own.
However, Han Li still remained calm. He coldly sorted and slapped the storage pouch, taking a small silver bell into his hand.
