BOOM—
A figure burst up from underground, zipping past Lige in a flash and heading straight for Wang Lan.
At that moment, Wang Lan's body was still suspended in mid-air. If it weren't for Lige's swift push, that Thunder Sword would have pierced Wang Lan. Although Wang Lan might not have died, he had to acknowledge that Lige had saved him.
In a split second, Wang Lan activated his phoenix form. At the same time, a woman with flowing black hair wearing a moon-white mask charged at Wang Lan's face.
Wang Lan's Flame Sword, three feet long, swung down at the woman.
WHOOSH—
Like a comet bursting before everyone's eyes, the woman brushed past Wang Lan.
Then the woman transformed into lightning, soaring into the heavens, and in the blink of an eye, she vanished into the high sky. The night was ink-dark, and the woman's presence suddenly disappeared as if she had broken through space and left this world.
