At this moment, the long street under the moonlight twisted and distorted. Zhao Douan once again invoked the magic attached to the silver scroll "Void Illusion Realm".
This palm-sized scroll had long been used by him as a "warehouse," but its true purpose was to drag the enemy into an illusion realm.
In the rippling light, the long street suddenly became quiet, the rebel army blocking the sides vanished into thin air, and Zhao Douan bent his knees, sprang his legs, dual-wielding the Chasing Saber, body leaning forward, charging towards Zhao Shixiong.
At the narrow road meeting, he surprisingly chose to confront this Border Army General head-on!
"Oh? An assassination targeting the Divine Soul? Do you think this General, as a Martial Artist, is weak in this aspect? Nice idea, but meaningless."
