C258 Void Controlling Thousandsword Box

The blood-red sword qi sliced through the night, sending ripples of air that prickled against the skin.

Shen Feixue's hands were poised, ready to summon the Tianluo at any moment. If she hesitated any longer, Meng Chen would be in grave danger.

As the Tianluo was about to materialize, Meng Chen, who had not once looked back, suddenly instructed, "Stand behind me. Don't wander off