Immediately following, a streak of silver light flashed, and a cold smirk curled on Taixu Zi's lips.
"Missed!"
Unmoving like a mountain, he waited for that silver light to whiz by his side—
Suddenly, his glance caught a hint of purple approaching, and his expression turned to one of sheer horror.
Cang Qing's attack wasn't meant for him, it was aimed at Mo Xue!
The silver light, like lightning, was exceedingly fast, by the time Mo Xue noticed and thought to dodge, it was already too late.
Suddenly, a hand forcefully pushed her aside, and a white figure took her place, exposing itself to imminent danger.
Mo Xue staggered backward, and in that lightning-fast moment, before she could even scream, she watched in horror as the silver light ferociously struck Taixu Zi's chest.
He immediately spat out fresh blood, his body wavering and nearly falling from the sky.
"Taixu Zi!" Just as Mo Xue cried out, another streak of silver light came attacking.
