Bam!
Chen Zhixing slightly tilted his head, and the sharp, black-nailed, pale hand swiped past his cheek.
Immediately, Chen Zhixing flicked his fingers, and the pale hand shattered instantly, turning into countless wisps of white mist, dissipating into the air.
"People from the Spider Web, huh? As expected, they have noticed me."
A hint of uncertainty flashed in Chen Zhixing's eyes as he looked towards the spider-masked man in the black robe standing amidst the dense fog.
"Since that's the case."
Boom!!!
"Then... I'll just kill them all!!"
A divine light burst fiercely from Chen Zhixing's eyes, and he heavily stomped his foot. Instantly, his whole being shot out like a cannonball, charging towards the spider-masked man in the black robe.
"Hehehe, you have some skills, able to evade my Hand of Mist... huh???"
