As she spoke, she slowly slid off her outer robe, revealing her graceful figure. The purple energy in her eyes was so thick it was almost tangible.
But the masked man kept his head lowered, avoiding her gaze.
As Madam Zhang drew near, he suddenly flicked his left hand. A thin chain shot out, lengthening in the air and striking at her like a living serpent.
"This is bad!" Madam Zhang's expression changed drastically. Her Charm Skill was forcibly interrupted, and she had no choice but to swing her sword to meet the chain.
CLANG!
RATTLE!
But the chain bizarrely coiled around the blade, slithering up its length to bind her tightly in an instant.
To her horror, countless tiny spikes suddenly emerged from the chain, digging deep into her body.
"AHH—!" Madam Zhang let out a piercing shriek.
In that same instant, a residual image flashed across the scene again, and the light of a saber cascaded down like moonlight.
