Your Highness' Eerie Gracefulness

Baili Jia Jue gave a faint smile like a well-mannered gentleman, yet it gave an indescribable feeling of wickedness. Liquid gold discharged from the corners of his deep-set narrow eyes. Before Ni Biao could get any closer to him, he raised the broken sword in his hands. His movements were extremely graceful, yet his eyes showed ruthlessness.

A single slashing sound echoed through the atmosphere!

The sword pierced through Ni Biao's palm!

"Ah!" The painful cry resounded throughout the whole palace!

Ni Biao was in excruciating pain to the point that he could not say a single word. The crimson red blood squirted from his palm like a spring fountain!

He looked at Baili Jia Jue in disbelief, his eyes were trembling!

How could it be?

Why did this person seem to be immune to all magic attacks!

The strike that he had made did not seem to affect him at all!

What kind of monster is he!?