Cold, hunger, madness!
Like a savage beast that had lain in wait for ten thousand years, it had finally waited for its prey to enter its kill zone!
"Not good!"
Alarm bells rang in Li Yan's heart. Terror rising from the depths of his soul made him retreat without a second thought!
But it was too late.
Han Wuji's fall was bizarre in the extreme.
He didn't pitch forward. Instead, his whole body slid across the ground toward Li Yan, as if he had no bones!
A pale hand, swift as lightning, seized Li Yan by the ankle!
The hand was cold and hard, like an iron clamp!
"You!"
Furious and startled, Li Yan unleashed the Spiritual Power of a late-stage Golden Core cultivator. His protective astral energy surged up like flames, trying to shake the hand off.
Under normal circumstances, any Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator who dared touch him like that would be burned to a crisp by his protective astral energy in an instant.
But today, the bizarre happened once again.
A faint gray current appeared over Han Wuji's palm.
The protective astral energy Li Yan had always prided himself on melted away without a sound the instant it touched that gray current, like snow beneath the blazing sun!
It hadn't been broken through. It had been "melted away"!
It was as if that power had denied the very existence of his Spiritual Power on the level of the laws!
"What the hell is this?!"
Li Yan was utterly terrified.
He frantically drove his flying sword toward Han Wuji's arm.
However, Han Wuji merely raised his other hand and made a loose fist toward the crimson flying sword.
Whumm!
Centered on his palm, a tiny gray vortex appeared out of thin air.
The highly spiritual flying sword let