Flesh

This was the blow Han Wuxian had been waiting to unleash for a long time. Her right claw had already touched Lotus's back when she spat out the word "traitor." Meanwhile, her long hair was spreading and creeping towards Lotus's whole body.

She thought she had calculated everything perfectly, but she didn't expect the Dragon King to adjust so quickly.

Gu Shenwei couldn't stop the saber in his hand. To him, this was like a game of tag where all of the players were trying their best – due to the short distance separating each player, both the chaser and the chased were tapping into the full extent of their ability, to the point that they couldn't even feel the passage of time. But in the eyes of an outsider, everything happened in the blink of an eye, where decisions had to be made instantaneously; and yet for the players, that decision was impossible to make because all of their attention was focused on one spot, pushing out any other thought.