[Two more chapters tomorrow...]
"A futile struggle."
Geng Wanchun's lips curled into a scornful smile, raising the scythe high again, he shouted:
"Wenfeng, this is Power. Those without power can only struggle and survive."
Xu Wenfeng closed his eyes, awaiting the arrival of death. He knew he had no room to struggle, he could feel Geng Wanchun's Power.
Death did not arrive as expected.
"Who are you?"
Geng Wanchun paused, looking at the woman before him. He sensed a similar aura; she was a similar being to him.
Xu Wenfeng opened his eyes and saw Geng Wanchun speaking to the air in front of him, where someone seemed to stand.
Tao Yi did not reply, she conjured a blade with her other hand and thrust it at the Cloaked Man, to her, the Cloaked Man was the true opponent.
The scythe slashed through.
The Cloaked Man moved with incredible speed, striking back the moment Tao Yi made a move, bringing down the scythe.
