"Your weakness is obvious."
Sharp arrows shot out with a whistle, carrying those scattered things that seemed unnecessary yet could not be left out, and sank precisely into [Colonialism]'s shell.
[Colonialism] stiffened slightly. The body that could once turn into smoke was now completely marked.
A shell under observation could not break free.
The rest of Wan Lan's words drifted over leisurely.
"As long as you're seen, your power will be weakened without limit."
[Colonialism] bent down and looked at its body.
There was clearly nothing there, yet it felt pierced and sealed.
My weakness?
How could it be that simple?
The hand it pressed against the ground shifted slightly, and countless overlapping chains instantly covered the ground. Tens of thousands of chains spread out, then wrapped around the two of them.
They were completely sealed within its domain.
Wan Lan felt a tightness behind her and immediately leaped right, dodging the attack that had come without a trace.
Su Wuwei grabbed the wall beside him and drew a streak of flame from his hand, trying to break this place open.
He and Wan Lan had lost to this move back then.
They had nearly lost their lives.
But now... things were no longer as they had been.
He stepped on the incoming chains and turned into a spiraling blade, hurtling toward [Colonialism].
Wan Lan flickered through the gaps between countless chains, never once letting up with the arrows in her hands.
"You want to hide yourself like last time? Impossible. They've already seen you, and order has already marked you. You can't hide anymore!"
The relentless attacks and Su Wuwei's assaults kept aggravating [Colonialism], while Wan Lan's attacks were everywhere, capable of neutralizing the concealment technique it took the greatest pride in.
Ripples gradually disturbed [Colonialism]'s tranquil mind.
It