Zhang Song's face instantly turned deathly pale. This sudden turn of events had caught him completely unprepared; at such close range, trying to dodge was simply a fool's dream.
Even so, he still refused to sit and wait for death. Without thinking, he raised his right hand, and as golden light flickered, a spirit talisman had already appeared between his fingertips.
A dazzling halo flared brightly, swiftly transforming into a protective membrane that wrapped him from head to toe.
To be fair, Zhang Song's reaction could not be called slow. He was worthy of his great renown as a powerful Dongxuan Realm expert.
With the protection of this spiritual glow, the expression on his face clearly eased a great deal.
One had to know that this Crystal Shield Talisman was also quite famous in the cultivation world. It had helped him turn danger into safety many times before. Even if it could not block the attack before him, buying a little more time should certainly be no problem.
And once he had that moment of buffer, he could use other methods to turn peril into safety.
Yet while the idea was certainly good, how could matters in the cultivation world ever be measured by common sense?
Facing the protective membrane formed by this talisman, that black ray actually treated it as if it were nothing. A soft pop entered his ears, and it had already struck Zhang Song's skull, sinking inside in a flash and vanishing without a trace.
"Ah!"
An extremely shrill scream burst from Zhang Song's mouth. He clutched his head with both hands, the expression on his face turning exceedingly painful.
The spiritual glow around his body began to shrink, however, replaced by countless streams of demonic qi surging out. Then he raised his head, and his