"Divine Envoy, save me!!!"
The man in black spoke his final words in a language Lin Shuguang had never heard before.
But he did not care at all. The great saber in his hand slashed at the man's head again with the utmost ferocity.
Bang!
Suddenly, an eye opened between the man in black's brows, its blood-red pupil unleashing a streak of Sword Light.
It instantly obliterated Lin Shuguang's slash.
The tremendous force sent Lin Shuguang flying backward. He drove his saber into the ground, but the force still hurled him more than ten meters back.
"Who's there!"
He did not believe this power came from the man in black. Otherwise, he would have been killed a thousand times over back in the underground cavern.
Shaking the dust off himself, Lin Shuguang stood up and looked over.
The man in black stood expressionlessly in place, his eyes vacant. Only the bloody eye between his brows held a particularly unsettling power.
There was also something strange about him now, a mingling of holiness and evil.
"To force me to appear, you do possess some talent." The "man in black" spoke in a lofty tone.
Lin Shuguang frowned, his entire body on guard. "Who are you?"
The "man in black" smiled faintly. "I am a Divine Envoy of the Divine Temple!"
As his words fell, towering waves of air erupted from beneath his feet, as though setting off a monstrous tide.
Lin Shuguang raised his saber to block, yet was still pushed back dozens of meters.
When he looked up again, the man who called himself a Divine Envoy of the Divine Temple was already floating in midair, countless bloody markings spreading across his exposed skin.
He looked down at Lin Shuguang, the indifference in his eyes seemingly innate. "Submit to me!