The other party's voice was cold to the extreme; clearly, he no longer had the patience to sit here trading riddles with Lin Xuan one by one.
"You don't know what's good for you. You dare toy with this king? In a moment, you'll regret it."
Before the words had fallen, the other party made his move.
There was no superfluous motion. He merely raised his right hand and pointed a finger forward, and the movement could hardly be called swift.
Yet Lin Xuan's pupils shrank slightly, and without even thinking, he stepped left.
Riiip...
The sound of tearing entered his ears.
Where Lin Xuan had just been standing, a strange spatial fluctuation spread out. A vortex appeared in the once-empty space, as though the void had been ripped apart by some overwhelmingly powerful force.
It was only about ten feet across.
Yet a trace of horror appeared on Lin Xuan's face.
An expert only needed to stretch out a hand to show whether he truly had skill. The other party's strike looked casual and effortless, but within it was a trace of the power of laws.
That's right—laws!
Though Lin Xuan could not distinguish what type it was, its power was absolutely anything but ordinary.
If he were struck, it would be no joke.
"Hmph. Little Fellow's reactions are rather quick." The Black-Robed Ghost's voice was still flat and even. "Though you dodged swiftly, this time, let's see where you can flee."
Lin Xuan's brows lifted. The enemy was outrageously strong, but he had to hold him off. With his temperament, he naturally was not the sort to only take a beating without hitting back.
If he allowed the other party to attack freely, his own situation would only become even more difficult. If he wanted to change this