C224 Desolate Beast Sniping

Elder Three glared at Jing Chong with a menacing sneer, his eyes radiating a fierce intensity. With his knife charged with energy, he lunged at Jing Chong, the blade cutting through the air with the speed of lightning. The vicious strike bore down on him, bringing a silent, creeping danger.

Jing Chong was panting heavily, barely able to grip his blade, yet he stubbornly persisted