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“An illusion?”
The next second, Han Zhou’s smile stiffened. It was because Ye Qing abruptly popped out of existence like a bubble.
As if on cue, a taunting voice appeared behind him, “‘Midnight Hunt’ Han Zhou, huh? Your fame is well-deserved!”
Shocked, Han Zhou immediately crouched down and dashed away in the opposite direction at top speed. At the same time, he sent a number of Midnight Hunts spiraling toward the voice and yelled, “Erupt!”
The Midnight Hunts exploded, and needles scattered everywhere like a storm. Of course, a small number were flying in Han Zhou’s direction as well. The warrior was ready for this, however. Surrounding himself in a cyclone of force and spinning like a top, he reflected the needles flying his way back to Ye Qing. A fair number of bricks and tiles were caught up in the rush of energy as well. They were all streaking toward Ye Qing at the strength and speed of a hidden weapon.
For a time, a black storm ravaged the rooftop. Over half of the structure collapsed due to how powerful the counterattack was. By the time it finally subsided, the whole place was in tatters, and massive cracks and tiny pinholes littered nearly every brick and tile.
Despite this, Han Zhou looked as white as a sheet. It was because a bluish black hand was gripping...
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