Yet there was no one behind this spatial fissure.
Su Jiu froze for a moment before realizing she had been tricked. That man had deliberately created a fissure here, probably just to watch hope turn to disappointment on her face...
But she had to admit that he had succeeded. More than that, she even felt a measure of anger born of humiliation.
As Su Jiu seethed, a breath suddenly brushed her ear. "Looking for me, little girl?" At the same time, a sharp crack came from her arm.
Immediately afterward, an indescribable pain spread through her body again, radiating from her arm.
The Frostbound Purple Ultimate Sword in Su Jiu's hand trembled, then stabbed toward the figure behind her of its own accord.
Unfortunately, just as its tip was about to sink into his body, he vanished again.
Over the next few dozen breaths, almost no part of her body escaped his attacks. Some bones were broken, some places slashed, and a few were even pierced with bloody holes...
In the end, a section of her thumb was sliced off, leaving even her sword hand trembling slightly.
Apart from her face, not a single part of her body remained unharmed.
The Snow Sprite had long since returned to its original form, but it was still nowhere near a match for him. That went doubly for the Ice Cloud Hairpin and Ice Silk Net, the two little ones that had only just developed spirits.
Because he never appeared within her sight, she had no opportunity to activate her Snowfall Domain. Nor had Su Jiu used the Spirit-Cleansing Pool Water. Her supply was limited; unless she could drench him thoroughly, using it would only waste more.
With the pain reaching its limit, Su Jiu shut off her sense of touch. She gently