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The Phanto else would co He knew that his own Doeneral He was co his arh this time his shoulders were thrown back as well The action was so sudden and violent it looked like his aran to move A shadow copy was left behind in his wake His actions looked almost slow, so much that the spectators could see every h, noticed hohen heso slowly

Thirteen! Including hiht for Lan Qing As the Phantom picked up speed his copies kept pace They would occasionally collide with each other, and when they did the new copy was ht of his empowered weapons blazed a path It, too, seemed to become sharper andapart space-tiht of the Buddha

This was the real power of the Astral Phanto their deadliest attacks to the last How on assassin once trapped in a corner? The Astral Phanto everyone

He appeared to be little ht froth, Discipline, perception, poison, speed, and Dole point in space This was it; do or die If this strike failed to finish his target, he wouldn’t have enough energy to a second try

It dey Twenty percent of concentrate death

Cosiven the attack he used only in time of absolute necessity In all his years he had never had to use it Although, he’d never before tried to kill a Paragon

It ithout poed on the tip of this strike

Lan Qing’s hands shot out, for he felt the light of Varochana above hier told hi’s strongest Prajna Curse!

Palms forward, sturdy as a mountain! No I, no they In the boundlessness of the Buddha, with no up nor down, there is no fear

Suddenly Lan Qing’s entire body took on the i of Varochana The heat was so intense that distant stars —-! The crisp sound, like the call of a grandfather clock, hung for a long time in the air The whole of the universe see’s Varochana projection also shook A large white scar appeared on it, stretching across the forehead When he saw this Lan Jue rushed forward, but the calloused grip of Jue Di held hiuttural chant filled the air, rolling like thunder It was clear as a bell to everyone

The Astral Phantoain His true forers He’d been half-hidden before but was once again fully revealed – though, he was different The erew to several ti his frail body filled out

Golden light enveloped hi chants of Buddhist ’s forehead disappeared Meanwhile the Astral Phanto sun The incessant blaze burned away the purple light surrounding the assassin

Lan Qing’s dhare came to an end When he reappeared his face was pale, and he looked drained He’d sensed the er froed to protect himself from annihilation with his curses and defense

After all, Lan Qing was still very young as Paragons were concerned He still hadn’t grasped the full breadth of his abilities, especially since he’d juree On the other hand, the Astral Phantoh to nearly pierce a second-degree Paragon’s defenses In terons ahead of him on the list may not necessarily be his superiors With all of the Phanto had had a very literal brush with death