"Unharmed! How is that possible?!" Yu Hong heard someone exclaim in shock.
He landed lightly, his body drifting like a falling leaf, nimbly vanishing from the spot.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of the three silver-faced individuals.
Leading them was a silver-faced lioness, a woman who bizarrely wore a male lion mask. She had a graceful figure, and her robe was loosely draped, revealing a large expanse of creamy white skin across her chest, utterly mismatched with the ferocity of a lion.
She reacted extremely quickly, noticing Yu Hong's approach and clapping her hands together, unleashing a circle of black light around her that transformed into a tangible wave of Spiritual Shock, attempting to push Yu Hong back.
But when the shock wave hit Yu Hong's white light, it was ineffectual, instantly neutralized.
Snap.
Her neck was seized by Yu Hong's hand, countless beams of Spirit Light surging into her body like it cost nothing.
