Restriction Daoist Arts

Ling Tian had no idea that the Golden Lion Clan possessed a secret technique specifically designed to counter attacks from behind. The moment he flashed behind Shi Ao, he moved to strike. Shi Ao unleashed Lion's Fierce Fight, and a destructive aura surged out. Its might was enough to kill even a Body Integration Realm cultivator.

At the critical moment, Ling Tian's keen combat instincts saved him. The instant he sensed danger, he retreated without hesitation, pushing Illusory God Phantom Shadow Movement Technique to its limit. He barely managed to dodge the killing blow.

Although he escaped the violent blast of energy, Shi Ao's oppressive might still swept over him. The dark-red swastikas across Ling Tian's body spun rapidly, shielding him from the pressure. Even so, his chest tightened and his blood churned. A faint sweetness touched his lips, and a thread of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Ling Tian flashed into the distance and warily watched Shi Ao. He reached behind himself with his right hand, ready to draw his Divine Weapon, the heavy halberd. Only when he saw that Shi Ao had no intention of pursuing did he relax slightly.

"Tsk, tsk. You actually dared to sneak up behind me." Shi Ao turned around, his eyes brimming with mockery. "Looks like you don't know much about our Golden Lion Clan. Still, your instincts for danger are impressive. You even managed to dodge that blow under those circumstances."

In Shi Ao's eyes, blood was still trickling from the corner of Ling Tian's mouth. He had clearly suffered a serious injury.

But how could Shi Ao know that, though Ling Tian had sustained some injuries, the Buddha Image Phantom and the Heavenly Evolution Buddha Body Golden Form technique had protected him so well that the damage was