The Soul Tide could not only sever the souls of enemies but was also bound to the soul of its wielder. As long as the distance between the two did not exceed five hundred meters, it could swiftly return to the user's hand through the resonance of souls. This was the feature of the weapon that Le Cheng was most satisfied with.
Not afraid of losing it.
Just as Le Cheng grasped the Soul Tide, the girl's attack had already arrived. The huge scythe in her hands was as light as a feather, its sharp blade drawing a dark light across the air, aiming for Le Cheng's neck.
Clang!
Le Cheng raised his hand to parry, the sound of metal clashing ringing out.
After countless chunks of flesh had fallen off, the girl's strength had significantly decreased. But at the same time, her speed and reactions had become more agile, and her moves grew more complex and varied.
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