Not Blood Crane?
Han Yun could not help but shudder, a chill rising in his heart.
What kind of disguise and transformation technique was this, to imitate Blood Crane's appearance, aura, and even the fluctuations of his cultivation so perfectly?
Even Immortal Kings like them could not see through it at a glance?
Boom!
Before Han Yun could recover his senses, Blood Crane's figure in the distance suddenly vanished into thin air.
The next instant, a flash of sword edge appeared, stabbing toward Han Yun's brow.
It was as fast as teleportation!
The sharp power accumulated upon that sword edge possessed an air of invincibility.
Han Yun's breathing caught, coldness spreading throughout his body as his expression changed at once.
At the critical moment, a black cane appeared out of nowhere and blocked the sword edge.
Clang!!
The collision unleashed destructive waves of power.
"Blood Crane's" figure shook from the impact and emerged from the void.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Yun had already retreated far away.
The black cane that had blocked the sword edge was held by the Emaciated Old Man!
"This disguise technique truly is impressive."
The Emaciated Old Man spoke coldly, his voice hoarse and laced with mockery. "But I never expected that the reincarnation of the dignified Eternal Night Emperor would resort to such a lowly trick."
In the distance, Blood Crane's figure quietly changed, returning to Su Yi's original appearance.
"Five Immortal Kings joined forces to set a trap for a Void Realm True Immortal like me. What does that make you?"
Su Yi sneered.
Boom!
Before his voice had finished echoing, his figure soared into the air, and he swung his sword at Han Yun.
"Hmph!"
The Emaciated Old Man's figure flashed as he shifted through the sky. Raising his black cane,