Only Senior Brother and Han Yang remained.
Senior Brother looked terrified and turned to flee without regard for anything else.
"Senior Brother, no matter what, you and I fought side by side for many years. Today, I shall honor Master's dying wish and lend you a hand!"
Han Yang suddenly stopped, watching Senior Brother's fleeing back as he spoke in a deep voice.
"Junior Brother..."
Senior Brother turned to look at him, his gaze complicated.
He knew Han Yang wanted to buy him some time and give him a chance to escape, but he had no way to refuse.
He gritted his teeth and fled without looking back.
Han Yang shook his head slightly, a trace of worry flashing through his eyes.
Senior Brother was upright and resolute by nature, but his talent for cultivation was poor. He was destined to remain ordinary for the rest of his life.
He did not know whether Senior Brother would survive this calamity.
But this was not the time to dwell on such matters, because Lin Taichu was already closing in.
He took a deep breath, determination flashing across his face. He once again used the Kunpeng Method, transforming into a Kunpeng and preparing for a desperate fight.
Though it would cost him his life, he would at least have fulfilled Ancestor's charge and done right by those who came before him!
Raging flames ignited around him, and a layer of dazzling golden armor appeared over his body, enveloping him within.
This was Kunpeng Armor.
With his current strength, he could unleash one-tenth of Kunpeng Armor's power, comparable to a peak Mysterious Tier spiritual artifact.
His entire body resembled a small golden bird as he swooped toward Lin Taichu.
"Trifling tricks. A praying mantis trying to stop a chariot."
Lin Taichu sneered, his