"Senior Brother..."
Li Ye's avatar stood in midair, watching the ever-growing Black Armored Army in the distance. Those Black Armored Soldiers looked terrifying, but to him, a Golden Core True Person whose avatar was Jianmu, they posed little threat.
The only one he cared about was the figure standing before the Black Armored Soldiers.
There was no mistake.
It was Senior Brother.
So he was the one leading the beings of Hell Dao to attack him?
Perhaps his gaze was too obvious. Senior Brother, who had been looking down at the ground, lifted his head as well, and their eyes met.
In that instant.
It was like a heavy hammer smashing into his Divine Sense.
It struck until stars burst before his eyes, as though he were about to split into pieces. The intense pain made him let out a muffled groan.
"Mm."
Li Ye's avatar trembled.
Even Jianmu trembled from the unbearable pain.
The demon spirits, who had been leisurely drifting about, immediately panicked and scattered into the air, clutching the trunk tightly. Tears welled up in their large eyes and dripped onto the branches.
Fortunately, his Divine Sense had always been extraordinarily resilient. If it had been an ordinary person, their soul would likely have scattered the instant that hammer came down.
Even Li Ye took quite a while to recover.
After regaining his senses, he looked once more toward where Senior Brother stood.
For some reason.
He felt that the other party had done it deliberately—or rather, deliberately to make him angry. Though the Soul Hammer spell was indeed powerful, Li Ye had learned it before. Naturally, he would not be severely injured by it.
The feeling had no basis at all, yet he felt that this was precisely the case.
Senior Brother was still looking up