"Boom!"
Wang Junze was still pondering how to handle the current situation when he suddenly sensed a strong feeling of crisis. Without even having time to consider where this danger stemmed from, he instinctively swung his sword towards his back!
Almost instantly, a figure abruptly emerged from the snow behind him, swinging a blade aimed at Wang Junze's back.
"Clang!"
Sword and blade collided with a crisp sound, quickly swallowed by the snowstorm.
Wang Junze's reaction was fast enough. The sword moved from initiating the game to Laozi, and its power was not weak. Yet, despite this, in that brief confrontation, Wang Junze found himself at a disadvantage, the entire force of the strike sending him flying over ten meters into the swirling snow before barely managing to stand his ground.
Refining Spirit!
What hid beneath the snow was not a demon beast but a Refining God powerhouse from the Deserters!
In a blizzard, while some think of survival, others see an opportunity to kill.
