Translator: Pika

  In the eastern palace, Zhuxie Chixin tried his best to stop the assassins that had been ushered out, but was unfortunately stopped by the long-haired woman.

  With a cold expression, he sent his Soul-reaping Chains flying about the battlefield, hacking and slashing unpredictably. It truly seemed like a sickle from hell.

  Unfortunately, all of his attacks were easily blocked by the small, exquisite sword.

  His opponent did not wield the sword in her ..