Lu Xiaotian was about to pull Pig Seven and Chi Min over to him when a powerful threat suddenly struck from behind. Its aura was so strong, and it came so swiftly, that even Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but feel alarmed.
A flash of killing intent passed through Lu Xiaotian's eyes. They wanted him distracted by those he cared about, using Pig Seven, Chi Min, and the others to tie up his attention and keep him from rescuing the two of them, while the other immortal troops continued their assault.
The aura coming from behind was indeed powerful. Even he couldn't afford to take it lightly. Lu Xiaotian threw a punch into the void, sending two fist shadows flying toward the old man and middle-aged man attacking Chi Min and Pig Seven.
At the same time, he struck behind him with a backhanded palm.
The void trembled faintly. A golden spike stabbed toward Lu Xiaotian—not fast, but beneath the radiance of the Hao Immortal Golden Token, it gave the sense that there was nowhere to evade.
Under the surging golden waves of light, thousands of demon soldiers around them were as fragile as glass. They shattered to pieces without much of a struggle.
The terrifying pressure of the Hao Immortal Golden Token descended with them. Lu Xiaotian felt his divine sense and his ability to wield the power of laws both heavily suppressed.
As he struck behind him with his palm, an utterly unmatched sharpness bore down on him. A stabbing pain pricked his palm.
Lu Xiaotian's heart skipped. With the current toughness of his physical body, ordinary weapons could hardly break through his defenses. This was the first time he had faced an attack that he couldn't withstand head-on.
It had to be a half-step Profound Heaven-grade immortal artifact