“How dare you make a move against me when you’re no more than a First Level Tribulator cultivator? Are you sick of living?”
Natasha shot daggers at Jared, but she did not make a move against him. She knew that Anders was hot on her heels, so she could not waste time with Jared.
After threatening the latter, she leaped up to continue fleeing.
Unexpectedly, Jared did the same. In a split second, an arc of light manifested from Dragonslayer Sword, stopping her from leaving.
“You asked for it, brat!” Enraged, Natasha moved to attack Jared.
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