As soon as the figure released his Nascent Soul divine sense, a massive bolt of lightning crashed down, accompanied by a blast of Qi Han's frigid aura.
"Damn..." The Nascent Soul cultivator was instantly stunned. "A Nascent Soul Thunder Cultivator?"
He did not dare delay. He immediately brought out a gray shield, then his body flashed as he prepared to teleport away.
Thunder Cultivators were the opponents Cultivators least wanted to encounter. Not only were their attacks hard to defend against, but their tracking abilities were exceptionally strong.
The figure felt somewhat depressed. He had already thought highly enough of his opponent before coming here.
He had even mentally prepared himself for the possibility that the other side had a Nascent Soul cultivator.
But a Nascent Soul Thunder Cultivator... that had still exceeded his expectations. Fortunately, he possessed a magic treasure that could defend against lightning.
He had to withstand this attack. Otherwise, lightning techniques that clung to him like a disease in the bone would be impossible to shake off.
However, he had moved less than a kilometer when his expression abruptly changed, and he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"The Mending Sky Shield... was destroyed just like that?"
The gray shield was a magic treasure he had used since the Golden Core Realm. It was not only exceptionally powerful, but could also block lightning techniques.
Even after advancing to the Nascent Soul Realm, he had been unwilling to abandon it, instead spending a huge sum to improve its quality.
The current Mending Sky Shield might have been slightly inferior in grade, but its defensive capabilities were absolutely no weaker than those of a Nascent Soul magic treasure.
Yet the opponent's lightning attack had directly shattered the Mending Sky Shield. Because he had sacrificially refined it for