The cave extended straight ahead with a clear view, limited to just about ten meters. Luo Zheng's charge was immediately spotted by the patrol team. Alerted, they swiftly reached for the guns on their backs. By this time, Luo Zheng had already covered six or seven meters and was only two or three meters away from the group. Not waiting for them to fire, Luo Zheng struck first. With a forward swing of his arms, several streaks of dark light shot out like lightning, targeting their faces, using his Life-taking Nails.
The needles were too small and required great wrist strength and skill, skills Luo Zheng had yet to master. But nails, being heavier and bulkier than needles, were easier to handle. After months of rigorous training, Luo Zheng had achieved some proficiency with his Life-taking Nails. Five of them whistled through the air, in the dimly lit cave they seemed like grim reapers' tokens.
