The two men panicked, but Zhang Wan had already closed the distance between them.
He casually flung out four top-grade Postnatal Firebird Talismans. Dozens of firebirds flew out and charged one of the men, while Zhang Wan spread his wings and pursued the other fleeing Rogue Cultivator.
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Wan caught up with the Rogue Cultivator.
The Cold Heavy Saber appeared in his hand, and he slashed out.
The Rogue Cultivator, realizing he was being pursued, had already turned around by the time Zhang Wan caught up.
Though shocked by his own speculation and convinced that Zhang Wan was a Prenatal martial artist, he still fought desperately to defend himself at this life-or-death juncture, hoping to survive.
A defensive artifact blocked the Cold Heavy Saber, while several layers of Talisman barriers lit up around him, firmly protecting the Rogue Cultivator.
But in the next instant, the Rogue Cultivator's expression changed drastically.
He felt that saber strike come crashing down like an earth-shaking tidal wave, unstoppable and devastating everything in its path. With a single slash, it cleaved apart his defensive artifact, pressed the artifact into the Talisman barriers, and shattered several layers in an instant, leaving only the final layer swaying precariously.
The Rogue Cultivator was terrified, but at this critical juncture he fought with all his might, throwing a punch at Zhang Wan in an attempt to carve out a chance at survival.
Zhang Wan met it with a palm strike, smashing the Rogue Cultivator's fist and pulverizing his entire arm. The force continued onward, slamming into the final Talisman barrier around his body and blowing apart the already teetering barrier.
The Rogue Cultivator still tried to retreat, but Zhang Wan spread his flaming wings and closed in instantly. The Cold Heavy Saber swept