Soundless and traceless, Jiang Li drifted within the blind spots of others' perceptions, his Innate Wind Qi containing all his movements. Even the most elite assassins likely could only do as much.
The Mo Sword, carrying the Innate Qi, struck in assassination. Not until the thunder behind him silently dissipated did Yang Ji realize the sneak attack, but by then, it was already too late.
The sword tip easily pierced through the Protective True Qi, touching upon the Bright Yellow Enchanted Robe. As the Innate Qi transformed, it combined with the Sword Qi to stimulate a wave-like radiance on the robe, fluttering the garment, deflecting Strength, yet an intense and unstoppable sharp aura still penetrated the robe and into Yang Ji's body.
"Ah!"
The sword had hit right at Yang Ji's spine. As Sword Qi collided with Yang Ji's True Qi inside his body, sparks of electricity surged along his back. Yang Ji let out a painful cry, losing his footing and nearly tumbling into the shallow water.