"Maybe it's not that easy."
Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes; he sensed a trace of danger emanating from the shadow guardian.
Swish!
At that very moment, the shadow puppet moved, as if it had teleported to a position dozens of meters to his left, and then fiercely slashed the adjacent space with a knife.
The space was originally empty, but when the long knife fell, a figure appeared, just catching the brunt of the blade, and was subsequently struck away.
"What?"
The figure struck was Kun Wanyu, his face full of disbelief. It was evident that he could not fathom how, with his speed, he was still hit by this puppet.
This creature was capable of discerning his movements.
Boom!
In the next second, the shadow guardian moved again, swinging its knife robustly, cutting another figure out.
With a cry of anguish, the elder who acted alongside Kun Wanyu was also forcibly struck out by the shadow guardian.
"Even Kun Wanyu couldn't break through?"
