A Peak Grandmaster descended, and Meng Chong broke into a smile. This time, the Meng clansman wouldn't be able to escape. He would have a chance to intervene and save him.
A life-saving favor was greater than the heavens. That man owed him his life—what should he use to repay it?
"Meng Shushu, surrender. I won't kill you."
The Peak Grandmaster wore black robes. His face was slightly pale, his gaze cold and severe as he spoke in a low voice.
Meng Shushu's expression changed dramatically. He suddenly flung up both hands, scattering streaks of cold light. As his body vaulted through the air, he abruptly lunged at Tian Jin.
"You, Tian! Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me! After all our years of friendship, you actually betrayed me!"
At that moment, Meng Shushu's expression was terrifyingly cold.
Boom!
He struck with one palm, fighting as though he had nothing to lose.
Tian Jin's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly raised a defense, his body retreating again and again.
"Stubborn fool!"
The black-robed man snorted coldly. His body moved, and he raised a hand to grab at Meng Shushu.
However, at that instant, Meng Shushu swept out a hand, and a weapon roughly two feet long, resembling a brush, suddenly appeared in his grip.
Buzz!
Cold light blossomed from the brush tip, and a sharp radiance suddenly burst forth.
Boom!
The black-robed man struck, but the cold light did not disperse. Instead, it transformed into specks of starlight that blanketed him from every direction!
"I really did underestimate you!"
The black-robed man gave a cold laugh. A torrent of white light surged from his body, sweeping away the descending cold radiance.
Taking advantage of this moment, Meng Shushu spat out a mouthful of Essence Blood. As his aura