"Hmph. You can call me Huan Ling. Since you can break my Formation, you're worthy of facing me," the man said calmly.
"Haha, then let me see what you're capable of!"
Dao Lord Taichu laughed, then drew the sword at his waist. Taking a step forward, a sharp sword aura burst from the blade.
With a metallic clang, Dao Lord Taichu thrust his sword at the man's head.
The man stood motionless, allowing Dao Lord Taichu's sword to strike the top of his head.
Bang!
The sword pierced straight through the man's head.
Dao Lord Taichu stared at the corpse in astonishment. Why hadn't this man resisted?
Something's wrong. Dao Lord Taichu put away his sword and prepared to leave with Liu Xue.
However, at that moment, a force beneath his feet dragged him downward.
"Damn it!" Dao Lord Taichu's expression changed drastically.
This pulling force targeted the physical body, and he could not break free.
"Ah!" he screamed as he fell into a deep pit. Huan Ling stood unharmed not far away, watching him with a cold sneer.
Dao Lord Taichu frowned and said icily, "The one I pierced just now was an illusion?"
"Yes,
Dao Lord Taichu frowned and said icily, "The one I pierced just now was an illusion?"
"That's right. You guessed correctly," Huan Ling said calmly.
"Hmph. Do you think you've got me completely under control?" Dao Lord Taichu sneered.
"Oh? Don't I?" Huan Ling looked utterly confident.
A sense of danger rose in Dao Lord Taichu's heart. Without another word, he moved like lightning and vanished from where he stood.
With a slicing sound, a deep gash appeared where he had just been standing.
Dao Lord Taichu had pushed his speed to the limit. If he had been even a tenth of a second