In that instant, time seemed to slow down.
Ding Hui helplessly watched as the red steam surged toward her like a tide, unable to move.
It wasn't that she was controlled or anything else; her body simply couldn't react fast enough to match the speed of the attacking red steam wave.
It was like a slow-motion scene, her slight movement lagged far behind the rapidly approaching red steam.
The suffocating sensation felt like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, heart-pounding and terrifying, as the panic of death surged in her heart.
Bang!!
Just then, a loud explosion erupted from nearby.
In the moment when a massive amount of white powder burst open, a figure burst out from the white powder at a speed matching, or even exceeding, that of the steam wave, rapidly charging towards her.
Diao... De Yi?
Bang!!
Time seemed to return to normal.
Ding Hui only felt a blur before her eyes as the razor-sharp red steam brushed past her like streaks of light.
