Not good!
Old Daoist Tao Kan's expression shifted slightly, and he instantly realized something was wrong.
In a flash, he swept his sleeve behind him without looking back.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Countless silver threads shot explosively from his sleeve, dense as vast bolts of silk, covering a thousand zhang of space in an instant.
The silver threads had been forged from Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Iron Divine Refinement. Every strand was as hard as diamond and radiated chilling cold.
Across several thousand zhang of empty space, the air froze inch by inch. Great swathes of ice and snow appeared from nowhere, nearly freezing heaven and earth.
Old Daoist Tao Kan's heart settled slightly. His right hand gripped the jade handle of the whisk as he prepared to turn around.
Crack!
A nearly inaudible cracking sound suddenly reached his ears.
The old Daoist's heart jolted. Eerie white light abruptly rose from his right hand and surged into the Myriad Longevity Whisk. At the same time, the jade handle turned slightly. Countless silver threads trembled in succession, erupting with dazzling light.
In an instant, the innumerable silver threads became like icy wyrms, sweeping and ravaging through the sky full of ice and snow, enveloping every inch of space.
Yet a tall, slender figure stepped leisurely through the ice and snow. Wherever he passed, silver threads snapped one after another, while the ice and snow vanished into nothing.
At the same time, a vast and tyrannical pressure, as boundless as the sea, abruptly descended upon this patch of heaven and earth.
Old Daoist Tao Kan's mind shook violently. Through his divine sense, it was as if he saw a resplendent "Black Sun" suddenly rise behind him.
The "black sun" was demonic and mysterious, as though it had absorbed all the color and brilliance in the