"Kid, since you're looking to die, I'll be happy to oblige."
Yuchi Jie felt that his dignity had been gravely provoked by Ye Xuan.
He roared, his face twisting savagely. A sharp claw materialized in his hand, and with a thunderous noise, he swiped at Ye Xuan.
This was actually an Eighth-Level Profound Soldier. As he attacked with the claw, the entire passage instantly filled with countless afterimages, and ghostly wails echoed, making the whole corridor feel frigid and sinister.
The dense afterimages coalesced under Yuchi Jie's control into a massive claw shadow nearly ten feet wide. The space within the shadow was completely frozen and constricted. Yuchi Jie clearly intended to use it to trap Ye Xuan completely before capturing him.
Ye Xuan was an Artifact Refining Master. One glance at the iron claw and he knew that good materials had been wasted in a shoddy refinement.
