Amid a heap of rubble, a man and a woman were locked in a fierce battle with a white-clad youth wearing a red floral skirt and embroidered shoes.
Several gleaming spirit artifacts clashed repeatedly, the fight evenly matched.
If Shi Yue had been there, he would surely have recognized the white-clad youth. It was none other than Sheng Dong.
"Enough. I'm done playing with you. I still have to find the Soul-Reclaiming Grass!" Sheng Dong said coolly, holding up his hand in an affected gesture.
"Dead sissy! Die!" the blue-robed youth cursed, summoning three short blades gleaming with red light and sending them slashing toward Sheng Dong.
Sheng Dong's expression turned cold. He flicked his fingers in quick succession, sending more than a dozen streaks of green light shooting toward the blades.
A series of dull thuds rang out. The three red blades were pierced by the green streaks, which continued straight toward the blue-robed youth.
The blue-robed youth's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly summoned a blue bead, which swelled in the wind and transformed into a thick blue light screen that shielded him and his companion.
A dull patter, like rain striking a fence, sounded as the green streaks hit the blue light screen one after another. The screen blocked several of them, but the remaining streaks pierced through.
Two piercing screams rang out. Several streaks of green light pierced the pair's heads, and their bodies crumpled to the ground.
Sheng Dong beckoned with one hand. The streaks of green light flew back to his palm, revealing themselves to be more than a dozen slender green flying needles.
After searching the pair's bodies and taking their valuables, Sheng Dong swayed away with a willowy gait and soon disappeared into the distance.
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Inside Palm Heaven Space, Shi Yue sat