Taking A Shot

Myria's heart drummed with killing intent while Ellia felt the same but also couldn't help but feel fear. There was another Ellia within the fake Myria whom she hadn't met yet, but she knew that she was there, her soul not knowing what to feel about this morbid and chaotic situation.

It was true chaos.

*Whoosh!~*

Myria shot like a bolt of lightning, instantly arriving in front of her fake. Her speed was so fast than a wind attribute cultivator of the same level. When she arrived before her fake, her hand shook as though containing immense energy before a pitch-black palm emerged from that hand, heading towards the fake Myria, who still hadn't even lifted a finger.

"Lifestealing Death Palm."