Murong Ni's whip landed onto thin air.
However, the dagger array had arrived in front of her.
Eighteen flying daggers were incredibly fast and came at her in all directions, sealing all her escape routes.
Murong Ni only saw a glints of silver flashing and there was no time to dodge.
"Ah-! Help!"
By the time she shrieked, she was already sent flying back.
"Thud thud thud thud thud——-"
A continuous round of thuds resounded and Murong Ni had slammed into a thousand year old tree trunk behind.
All eighteen flying daggers, without exception, pierced through her clothes and nailed her to the trunk. It was the huge momentum, the driving force of that powerful array that had sent her flying back.
Fortunately for Murong Ni, right behind her was a big tree and once the daggers had stabbed into the trunk, the entire array stopped.
However, she was looking very sorry at this very moment, as her hands and legs were sprawled side apart and hung on the trunk like a dead pig.
