They were getting desperate!
They were desperate!
Without warning, Shadow Scale tore through the air and arrived.
In the darkness beneath his pitch-black wings, sharp claws appeared out of thin air. Like death itself, they were close at hand. Everything had been fated; there was nowhere left to hide! This was the Shadow Scale Lineage's most famous killing move.
Realm of Encirclement · [Death Wing]!!
Once Death Wing spread, all life in its path would perish.
The claws that appeared were merely an outward manifestation; there was simply no escaping them. Once marked by Death Wing, even if one fled to the ends of the earth or hid within a fortress, one's life would still be taken by that claw appearing out of thin air.
Amid the sudden chill, Ji Jue could not help but bare his teeth. Beneath the trails of blood, he smiled coldly without a sound.
To allow Shadow Scale, who should have been far away in Huangzhou, to return at such an absurd speed, evade every watchful eye, infiltrate the bank, and even reveal his trump card before the situation was clear...
It seemed East City Wild Bazaar was truly desperate.
Not merely desperate—practically driven mad by desperation, ruined by it, reduced to tears by it.
Just like the majesty cast down by the Celestial Being's Shadow moments ago: terrifying and savage, sharp and crazed, yet unable to conceal that air of bluster masking inner weakness, of impotent rage.
With their vital weak point practically in someone else's grasp, who could remain calm?
If not for the restrictions Celestial Origin had placed over East City, Han Hui would probably have torn off his disguise and come falling from the sky himself, furious and monstrous. As the claws closed in inch by inch, Ji Jue, stiff and