Ye Zhi never thought the two thieves who stole the cursed Remnant Shell would actually be Fourth Rank Transcendents.
This was as ridiculous as a multi-millionaire stealing coins from a beggar's pants pocket, yet it was happening right to her.
Fear filled her heart, and Ye Zhi's legs trembled slightly.
If not for her initial perception and mark-tracking abilities, she would never have fallen to this state.
Clearly, she was assigned to watch the gate precisely because she lacked Domain abilities, so how could she run into this kind of damned trouble.
Still, saying anything was already too late; Ye Zhi suppressed the regret in her heart, letting her body gradually calm down.
Because in their presumptions, the thieving Transcendent was at most Third Rank, so it was hard for anyone to detect this battle a few kilometers away.
For colleagues from the Countermeasure Bureau to provide backup, it would take at least a few minutes.
Therefore, the only thing she could rely on was the blade in her hand.
Though unaware why the two did not continue their assault on her, Ye Zhi still rushed forward without a second thought.
The god-speed, which seemed nearly instantaneous to ordinary people, looked like a silent film played at one-tenth speed in Chen Xi's eyes.
"You're actually not running?" She felt a tiny bit of surprise.
Chen Xi silently exchanged a glance with Lin Yue.
Understanding her intent, the other dispersed the shadow tentacles she had been gathering in her hand.
Just like that, facing that sharp slash, Chen Xi neither dodged nor parried, standing straight in place.
Seeing the scene before her, Ye Zhi's swinging motion slowed by a fraction.
An illusion? Or was she confident she could take my slash without injury?
Before she could think much more, the blade