Countless burning gazes focused on it.
The Poison Flood Dragon King gave a proud smile, flicked his finger, and a green glow appeared, sweeping toward the Longevity Pill.
Yet just then, a sudden change erupted. In the depths of Yellow-Browed True Person's eyes, a trace of determination flashed.
With a sweep of his sleeve, a brilliant yellow streak shot out, stabbing viciously toward the Poison Flood Dragon King's back.
The change came in a flash. Even a late-stage transformed demon beast could not react in time, much less when he had never imagined the other party would dare brave universal condemnation and do such a thing.
"You..."
The Poison Flood Dragon King only managed to utter one word before the yellow streak struck him. Amid a muffled thud, he flew several yards away.
Yellow-Browed True Person wasted no time. He raised his head and roared at Lin Xuan, "Give me the Longevity Pill!"
Lin Xuan's brows furrowed. Before he could decide what to do, he suddenly found the air around him turning solid, as if an invisible shackle had firmly imprisoned his body.
And above his head, an enormous yellow hand appeared, as though it meant to grab him into its palm in one motion.
Was this the legendary divine ability of a great cultivator?
Lin Xuan was horrified. Though all were in the Nascent Soul Realm, the early and middle stages simply could not compare to him; they could not be mentioned in the same breath.
Even though he had weathered a hundred battles, at this moment, a sense of powerlessness inexplicably surged up in Lin Xuan's heart. But very quickly, he cast that cowardly thought to the back of his mind.
Since the other party had already torn off all pretense and moved to seize the pill by