The relief carving on the bone shield let out a miserable scream, something Ji An had not expected. What he had expected even less was that the sound carried a divine soul attack.
At that moment, he felt as though a steel nail had been driven into his head and was being viciously stirred around inside.
Within the Guanghan Palace of his Upper Dantian, the Nascent Soul clutched its head in both hands and fared no better.
I was careless! I shouldn't have gotten so close.
The Great White Spirit Extinguishing Sword was fast enough in flight; there had truly been no need to attack at point-blank range.
Ji An's hand seals were forcibly interrupted. At the same time, the Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner burst with light, wrapping around his entire body and carrying him flying sideways.
Zhu Changhe had not expected the fourth-order defensive Demonic Treasure he took such pride in to be pierced through in an instant. The sudden change caught him completely off guard.
Fortunately, the bone shield shifted slightly at the instant it was pierced, causing the flying sword's trajectory to deviate. It grazed past his forearm, doing no more than scraping off a layer of skin.
Yet that tiny wound brought a lethal crisis. He felt his entire arm go numb in an instant, accompanied by the illusion of ten thousand arrows piercing his heart.
At that moment, Zhu Changhe was scared out of his wits. He had never imagined that a single spell from his opponent could produce such an effect. He was no match for the other party at all. If he did not flee now, then when would he?
His body exploded with a bang, transforming into black mist that filled the sky and condensed into black crows, swiftly vanishing into the