When there was danger, Uncle-Master was the safest. When things were safe, he was the most dangerous—but in a few cases, when there was danger, Uncle-Master could also be the even more dangerous one.
The Light Screen that Xuan Che had maintained against the combined assault of dozens of people finally shattered under True Spirit Yuan Hao's fire support. But then again... he had indeed broken out of the enemy's encirclement. Looking at the whole process, his intentions had been good, his execution had been poor, but at least his physical abilities were decent.
"...I suddenly feel like Xuan Che has had a pretty hard life, too." Sitting on Huli's back and gazing into the distance, Yu Sheng could not help sighing wistfully.
Eileen turned her head and glanced at Zheng Zhi. "You two sure are lucky to be alive."
Zheng Zhi hurriedly waved his hands. "He's tough as nails. I'm just lucky. We're different."
"...Is that so?"
"All right, stop debating word choice at a time like this." Yu Sheng cut off their exchange, his gaze falling on the depths of the smoke billowing not far away. "There seems to be more trouble over there."
As if to confirm his words, the instant Yu Sheng finished speaking, a flash of lightning suddenly lit up within the smoke and dust.
The lightning shot straight at Huli, who was flying through the air, but the protective spiritual energy around her blocked it. The resulting shock wave blasted away the mushroom cloud True Spirit Yuan Hao had just created. Moments later, rain clouds gathered again. Through the unbroken curtain of rain, Yu Sheng saw a familiar figure.
Tall and imposing, clad in white robes, he looked like a classical demigod who had stepped out of a marble sculpture. The middle-aged man, lightning