C269 He Could Not Take the Blame for This!

In the blink of an eye, Westley's gaze hardened. He inhaled deeply, feeling the Spiritual Energy within his Dantian swell like a tidal wave.

"Ha!" he shouted.

The force of his breath burst forth like a clap of thunder, and a visible white stream of energy, solid as reality, struck the airborne knife with precision.

"Bang!"

The once razor-sharp blade, now as fragile as clay