"You were able to withstand this old man's attack with the strength of a seven-star Dou Zong. I have to admit, you do have the right to be proud."
As he looked at the grave-faced Lin Ran, the white-robed elder smiled. Yet his body slowly leaned forward, like a beast about to feed.
"However, this old man has no time to waste with you. After dealing with you, I still need to report back to the young lady. Ling Ying may only be a mere Dou Emperor, but he is the young lady's personal guard."
The white-robed elder gave a faint smile and lightly stepped forward. Space writhed, and his figure vanished in an instant.
The moment the white-robed elder disappeared, Lin Ran's pupils suddenly contracted. He abruptly sensed a withered palm lightly piercing out from the void beside him before grabbing at his throat. The withered hand appeared to be devoid of any Dou Qi, yet wherever it passed, space trembled and let out mournful wails!
Dou Venerable experts already possessed the ability to manipulate space. They could even use spatial collapse to crush their targets to death directly.
Faced with the attack that had appeared before him in an instant, Lin Ran's expression turned grave. He hastily retreated, while the golden sword in his hand slashed forward with all his strength.
"Sacred Sun Sword Qi!"
Following Lin Ran's icy shout, the golden sword in his hand transformed into a streak of golden light and shot forward, crashing heavily into that withered palm.
Yet when that ferocious Dou Technique landed on the other party's palm, it merely caused it to pause for a moment before being dispersed by an invisible force. Immediately afterward, the white-robed elder accelerated once more and appeared before Lin Ran in the blink of an