Whoosh—the attacker changed direction in midair and flew toward a manhole cover.
That was my escape route!
With a grab of his hand, Psychic Power seized the cover from thirty meters away. With a crack, it was ripped open, and the attacker lowered his head, about to dive inside.
But right at that moment.
Diu~~~!
Amid that peculiar sound effect, a bearded man in blue overalls, green clothes, and a green cap suddenly burst out of the sewer.
The bearded man was brawny and powerful, his face savage and imposing, his entire body radiating an aura of "Don't mess with me." He shot skyward from the sewer in a horse stance with one fist thrust upward, charging straight at the attacker who was about to dive down.
The bearded man's presence was truly formidable, carrying the overwhelming air of someone at the pinnacle of all three paths of the Second Heavenly Layer. One look was enough to tell that he was a plumbing foreman.
"Hmm?!" The attacker was startled. How could there be a cultivator of this level here?
A chance encounter?
An ambush?!
No, wasn't this freaking Louis? Did he think I never played games?!
His psychic energy stirred, and Psychic Power surged forth wildly.
With a bang, the bearded man's figure dissolved into light and shadow. He was clearly a phantom composed entirely of psychic energy. Yet the phantom was so lifelike that at a glance, it was no different from a real person.
This was not something an ordinary cultivator could accomplish.
Inside the sewer, Bai Qian smiled faintly upward and wagged a finger. "This road is blocked."
The attacker stared at Bai Qian, his brow furrowing tightly.
Then he looked behind him. Shi Tiexin had already rapidly caught up.
No, I can't get tangled up with