"What the hell?"
As Huai Shi followed that faint resonance in search of its source, he heard a sudden burst of noise behind him on the rooftop—so abrupt, yet so familiar.
Like... thunder?
By the time he reacted and turned around, the lightning was already right in front of him.
A partial silhouette suddenly emerged from the streak of racing electricity, Scarlet Blade in hand, silently sweeping toward Huai Shi's neck.
Decapitation!
...Yeah, right!
In midair, Huai Shi raised Axe of Fury behind his back and blocked the unexpected slash, but the sweeping blade vanished into the lightning, circled around him, and suddenly reappeared before his eyes.
Aimed at his heart, it plunged down!
Bang!
Spear of Compassion swept out in a whirl, its shaft shrieking through the air as it lashed against the lightning and instantly shattered the manifested silhouette.
The lightning flew backward, then raced toward him once more from midair.
It locked onto Huai Shi.
And launched attack after attack.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of attacks were all effortlessly blocked by Huai Shi.
Yet amid the lightning's charge, the Ascender's body reappeared in the distance. As he looked toward Huai Shi, a trace of wariness surfaced uncontrollably.
He had blocked every single one!
This guy was a real pain.
But in that instant, he noticed Huai Shi's gaze. It held neither contempt nor mockery, only helplessness.
As though he were dealing with a buzzing mosquito.
Huai Shi sighed softly.
"So annoying."
The outline of the Sword of Virtue was reforged in his palm. Huai Shi nodded. "Since you're in such a hurry, I'll deal with you first."
In that instant, hundreds of meters above the ground, in the sky he had regarded as his home field, the Ascender suddenly felt an unprecedented chill.
Under