The elderly woman appeared to sense something as she extended her gnarled hand, reaching directly for my head!
Her strength was incredibly powerful, clearly at the Peak Form of Military Marquis Realm. I couldn't afford to underestimate her!
I immediately pulled out the Prajna Ruler and swung it without hesitation.
"Boom!"
A hint of Martial Saint energy erupted from the old woman's palm!
"Ahh!!"
The impact tore straight through her palm, blood immediately staining her robes crimson.
"Well, well, the Martial Saint Weapon certainly earns its fame." I waved the Prajna Ruler, smirking continuously.
The old woman's eyes narrowed as she spoke icily, "Sybil Cooper's Prajna Ruler ended up in your possession..."
"Looks like your intel isn't too sharp." I couldn't resist sneering.
This elderly woman's information was truly lacking. To be precise, she wasn't even an official member of the Capital City Martial Arts Association—merely a guest.
