Diverting the Enemy's Attention

The white figure grinned, and without retracting his finger, he shot a ray towards the sword. However, the sword did not break and injured him instead.

"Your sword's will is enhanced with a spell." The man frowned as he looked at the blue blood dripping from his finger. "You are not a traditional sword cultivator."

After the first blood that had remnants of the sword's will on it dropped, the wound healed almost instantly without leaving any scar on it.

However, the drop of blood did not hit the ground. Instead, the man sent it flying towards Chen Jingzhai, leaving a white trail behind it.

The blood did not hit its target. The white man frowned and kicked himself up into the air. In the next second, a black figure came out from the ground and chased after the man in wings.

"A Garde 3 puppet? Interesting."