Zhuang Ze suddenly felt a flash of blue light against his body. In his panic, he dodged, but the Star Sword Ball mercilessly descended and instantly cleaved the Flying Boat he was riding into two. Stunned for a moment, he shouted angrily, "Zhang Yan, how dare you! Do you even know who I am…"
Zhang Yan wasn't interested in wasting words with him. With a flick of his finger, the Sword Ball pivoted mid-air and slashed toward him again.
Seeing Zhang Yan's eyes as cold as ice, a chill surged in Zhuang Ze's heart. Without time to think, he hastily pinched a spell. With a sharp hiss, a white Sword Ball shot into the sky and leapt forward to intercept.
However, just as the two Sword Balls were about to collide, the Star Sword Ball seemed to possess a spiritual nature, abruptly pivoting and bypassing his. Zhuang Ze's face turned pale with shock. He frantically twisted his body to retreat, desperately urging his own Sword Ball to engage it.
