Liu Ming had just entered the next hall when a flash of blood light streaked before his eyes, followed by sharp blades made of black fog sweeping in from all directions.
Seeing this, he promptly raised one arm and, flicking his fingers several times at the void, unleashed several invisible streaks of sword qi, which shot forth and met the incoming fog blades.
After several muffled 'thwacks', the myriad sharp blades burst apart one after another.
At that moment, a thunderous boom emanated from the depths of the void, and a blood-colored mushroom cloud surged skyward.
A figure with a pair of black wings leaped up, grabbed at the empty space, and a silvery, hazy orb flew out from within the blood cloud, landing in its grasp.
Only then did the figure sweep a glance over at Liu Ming.
