C686 Heading Towards the Moon Pattern Country

Ye Xu remained still, not a single fold of his clothing stirring.

The sword light at his fingertip flickered like a candle in the breeze, seemingly on the verge of being snuffed out. Yet, Xiao Ma's wild slash failed to make even the slightest impact.

"What... Impossible..."

Xiao Ma gaped at Ye Xu, his face etched with terror