Chen Chuan was focusing most of his attention on Chen Bitong when a brilliant light suddenly appeared before him. In that instant, his Spiritual Perception blurred for a moment, and he briefly lost all sense of the outside world.
Having experienced something similar before, he immediately realized he had been pulled into a Rift.
But he didn't feel the need to stop his attack. Even as the light mingled with the dust from the collapsing building, he could still vaguely make out the figure opposite him. He shifted his feet, his body weaving through the swirling dust and flashing light, and threw a punch straight at his target.
A hand, shimmering faintly with light, reached out from the dust, perfectly positioned to block the incoming fist. But just as they were about to make contact, the fist suddenly opened into a palm. It deftly slid past the blocking hand, then pressed inward, attempting to force the arm back.
