Under the night sky.
Wei Shan followed behind Su Yi, gradually walking farther away.
The man in the Bronze Mask's eyes turned cold. "Since that is the case, we can only invite the Temple Master to come with us."
He placed particular emphasis on the word "invite."
Boom!
A thunderous roar like wind and lightning resounded beneath the night sky.
The void shattered as a short spear like a golden streamer tore through space and shot murderously toward Su Yi.
Immortal Light swirled around the golden short spear, crushing the desolate mountain forest as the earth itself caved in beneath its pressure.
The Mortal Realm Sword swept through the air in Su Yi's hand.
Clang!
The golden short spear was blocked.
Then, as the flying sword burst with a rain of light, it forcibly sent the golden short spear flying away.
Almost at the same instant, a Jade Ruler, a Bronze Hammer, and a Dao seal appeared out of thin air, blasting toward Su Yi from three different directions.
They were too fast.
The three treasures had appeared almost simultaneously, each wreathed in dazzling Immortal Light and carrying unimaginably terrifying power.
Yet Su Yi seemed to have foreseen it all. He seized Wei Shan's arm first, and with a flash, vanished from where he stood.
Rumble!
The spot where he had been standing collapsed with a crash. The ground split apart, and the void descended into chaos.
"He actually dodged it."
"After all, he was once the Temple Master who stood alone above an entire era. He is no ordinary man."
"He is merely a sword cultivator from the old era. What is there to speak of?"
A series of voices rang out.
In every direction, aside from the man in the Bronze Mask, three more figures appeared.
One was