"How arrogant!" Narcissa roared as her hands formed a series of hand seals.

A purple lightning bolt shot from her palms straight toward Blanche.

Seeing that, Blanche didn't dodge. She just raised her right hand, and a white barrier shimmered into existence. The lightning struck the shield with a thunderous crack but dissipated harmlessly.

"How is that possible?" Narcissa's face twisted in disbelief. "You're seriously wounded. How can you still fight like this?"

Blanche didn't answer. In a blur of motion, she appeared right in front of Narcissa and struck out with her palm. The attack looked effortless, yet the palm wind contained tremendous spiritual energy.

Narcissa didn't dare to take it head-on. She retreated hastily while her hands moved rapidly, sending out purple energy blades one after another.

Blanche weaved through the barrage with ease. Each blade missed her by a breath. At the same time, she struck forward with another palm.

This time, Narcissa couldn't dodge in time.