Zhang Xin recognized Lin Chuan's movement technique, and Jiang Yue did as well. But she had no intention of stopping. At this moment, Jiang Yue's emotions had long since overridden her reason. She didn't care who he was—she had just suffered a loss, and she had to win back her pride.
Buzz! A crescent-shaped light appeared directly in Jiang Yue's hand, radiating a vast purple glow.
"A magic artifact?" Lin Chuan raised an eyebrow slightly. The Sharingan's ocular power erupted, allowing him to see through the purple radiance and discern the true form of the crescent-shaped light. It was a dagger, shaped like a crescent moon, emanating sharp killing intent. One glance was enough to tell that its grade was far from low.
Whoosh!
The next moment, Jiang Yue threw out the crescent dagger. As its light swirled, the purple radiance flared brightly, illuminating a vast stretch of forest. Its sharp aura ran rampant, shredding countless trees in an instant. Then, spatial ripples spread out, and before everyone's astonished eyes, the dagger vanished directly into midair.
"Not good!"
The instant the dagger disappeared, Lin Chuan realized what was happening. Without hesitation, he formed a hand seal with one hand and directly cast the Flying Thunder God Technique.
Whoosh!
At the very moment Lin Chuan's body vanished, the purple crescent dagger appeared where he had been. It instantly enveloped the entire area in purple light, annihilating everything within it without leaving anything behind.
By then, Lin Chuan had already transferred himself beside a large tree. He had paused here earlier while using the Jade Mystic Butterfly Dance Movement Technique, leaving behind a Flying Thunder God mark during that brief moment. He hadn't expected to need it so soon.
"A spatial technique? A mere Soul Formation cultivator like you can actually use