Lu Xiaotian was startled. He hadn't sensed the attack at all. With the middle-aged man's level of cultivation, even though Lu Xiaotian had mastered the Divine Ability of the Magnetic Golden Armor, he would never willingly take a direct hit unless he had no other choice. Their strengths were worlds apart, and the Magnetic Golden Armor had a pitifully low chance of blocking the man's heavy blow.
With a buzz, the golden hand struck through the air, but hit nothing. By then, the sweeping green ropes had already bound the Six-Fusion-Soul eagle-bodied beast and Ye Ziyu tight.
"Big Brother Lu, go! Don't worry about me!" Ye Ziyu shouted. Bound tight by the green ropes, she couldn't break free; she couldn't even circulate her magical power smoothly. Ye Ziyu knew that if Lu Xiaotian had used his teleportation ability to escape at the very beginning instead of taking her with him, he might have had a chance to get away. If they delayed any longer, they would both be done for.
"There's no getting away." The middle-aged man stood motionless on the white lotus, without moving his feet once from beginning to end. The golden hand burst out of the Brahma-Demon Blazing Golden Flame, transformed into a streak of gold, and sped after him at an inconceivable pace. Even when Lu Xiaotian used teleportation and reappeared elsewhere, the golden hand followed like his shadow. It seemed able to sense, more or less, where Lu Xiaotian would appear. This was the first time Lu Xiaotian, who had cultivated his teleportation ability with the aid of the Illusion Mirror, had encountered anything like it.
He used his teleportation ability twice more. Each time he reappeared, the golden hand was already bearing down on him. Lu Xiaotian's heart sank to the bottom. He knew