"Boom!"
Amid the thunderous roar—who knew how many times it had sounded by now—a powerful blade strike finally sent Lord Crow flying, blasting away the surrounding fragments of rock.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"
Amid a series of explosive crashes, Lord Crow smashed through countless boulders. In an instant, he vanished from Su Ming's sight.
Yet Su Ming was not happy about successfully landing an attack. Instead, his expression darkened.
"I clearly hit him, but it didn't feel like I hit him."
That was how strange the strike just now had felt to Su Ming.
If it had been anyone else, they would probably have been puzzled and confused.
But relying on the greatly enhanced spiritual perception he had gained after activating Pattern Sight, Su Ming quickly noticed the reason.
That strike had seemed to hit Lord Crow, but at the instant it made contact, it had felt as though he had slashed a slippery loach. The blade had actually slid off Lord Crow's body.
Su Ming had reason to believe that Lord Crow had done it intentionally. He had wanted to escape the momentum of Su Ming's blade, allowing himself to be struck before using his extraordinary perception to disperse the force at the instant of impact and fly away by borrowing Su Ming's strength.
"What kind of mutant ability is this abnormal perception?"
As he passed through the countless falling rocks, Su Ming couldn't help thinking about the matter.
But Lord Crow clearly had no intention of giving him time to think.
"Shhk."
With a faint, nearly inaudible sound of something slicing through the air, Lord Crow's ghostly figure flickered into existence again behind Su Ming.
"!"
Su Ming reacted swiftly. He abruptly turned around, raised his blade, and brought it crashing down.
However, as Su Ming's blade descended,