Even deprived of vision, Qing Ling could still pinpoint where Qilin was. The traces she had left on Qilin’s arms, shoulders, and back allowed her to track him with God of Blades. She pictured his overall silhouette in her mind.0

She fully concentrated on her blades until she became one with them. Wielding her Butterfly Twin Blades, she spun and made a flurry of cuts at Qilin like a masterful dancer.0

Armored in black shadow, Qilin got caught in her slashes and twitched like grain in a thresher. Indigo blade aura multiplied and accelerated until only a blur of afterimages remained.0

There had been many times Qilin tried...0