With an angry swing of my shield, I drew the golden hand completely inside it. My heart seized at the sight before me: a cloud of soul ash was drifting away on the wind. But when I looked closely, the clothes and treasure pouch left behind belonged to Lan Ziyun, not Yun Bingxin, and relief stirred in my heart.
Just as I was about to look for Yun Bingxin, my wife tugged at my clothes, and Yun Bingxin's voice rang out nearby. "Watch out!"
Without thinking, I thrust my shield behind me. A deafening clang rang out, and agonizing pain tore through my entire body. The world spun as I rolled across the ground several times. By the time I got up, Li Taichong was already standing in front of me, holding the enemy off!
Bloody gashes covered my body. My shield, which had yet to discharge its power, had reached capacity during its second recharge, so the old immortal had sent me flying!
As for Dragon Slayer, it had vanished at some point without my noticing!
The old immortal was far too powerful. For wide-area attacks, he had his golden Dao sword, which could bombard everything around him whenever the time came. No one but me could escape it. In close combat, his swordsmanship and spells left us no opening, and every attack could kill someone. As for that giant golden hand, it was a spell that crushed people to death, never failing to kill whoever it caught. Even someone in the Spirit Transformation realm could not escape!
Simple, direct, brutal—those were the old immortal's three tricks. But none of them was something we could easily withstand!
It seemed we would not die immediately, yet he was still killing us one by one. I was beginning to wonder whether