"Swoosh!"
As he drew closer, a glint of cold light flashed in Chen Tang's eyes. With a flick of his wrist, he drew the Xingyuan Warblade and slashed at the back of The Man in White...
The Man in White focused his attention ahead, unaware of Chen Tang's superior strength. By the time he sensed something amiss and turned around, it was already too late.
The blade struck squarely; The Man in White's form swelled and turned into a burst of white light, which then quickly shrank to a point before flickering out of existence.
Chen Tang had witnessed such a scene before, this time from a closer distance, yet he still couldn't discern any clues...
"What exactly are these guys? Does their disappearance into a wisp of white light truly signify their total annihilation?"
Frowning slightly, Chen Tang muttered under his breath and turned to look into the distance.
"Desolate!"
"Desolate..."
