Frost Against the Black Saber [Part-3]
"Interesting…" Lavish was not angry when he realized he had missed. Instead, the corners of his lips slowly lifted into an excited smile. His golden eyes narrowed as he stared at Selena in the sky.
During that brief exchange just now, he had already sensed something unusual.
Calm.
Too calm.
She had not panicked during his attack, nor had she hurriedly dodged in disorder. Every movement had been controlled with frightening precision. That was not the reaction of someone inexperienced.
He could already sense Selena's rich combat experience from their initial exchange.
It finally piqued his interest.
Of course, that was all.
The wind around the Martial Emperor Tomb entrance grew heavier. Golden currents of light flowed across the sky like rivers of stars while countless cultivators stared without blinking.
Even Rias unconsciously held her breath.
Harry swallowed nervously.
Rex Vine crossed his arms with a grin.
