Chapter 1336

The young woman's heart was heavy with pressure. With a quick twist of her wrist, the small knife in her grasp transformed into a blinding streak of light aimed directly at Wyatt's vulnerable throat. This woman was the scar-faced man's partner, a skilled saber cultivator who specialized in the art of flying knives. Her blades were known for their speed, accuracy, and mercilessness—deadlier than bullets. Many martial experts had fallen to her blades with just one strike. As she released her flying knife, a wicked gleam appeared in her eyes. Surely Wyatt would be an easy target. But to her astonishment, the blade stopped in mid-air just before reaching his neck. Time seemed to stand still as the young woman sneered confidently, only for it to turn into shock as she realized the flying knife had frozen in place. "How is this possible? My flying knives are more powerful than bullets! Why won't it pierce his throat?" Panic set in as she heard an indifferent voice speak in her ear, "Do