Han Yang's heart sank to rock bottom. He already understood that he was no match for Lin Taichu.
His expression turned extremely grim.
This man's strength had actually improved again.
If this continued, he probably would not be able to hold on much longer.
Moreover, there was something else he had to consider: after he died, how would the Soul Devouring Sword be explained?
With that thought, his mind stirred. The purple lightning immediately dissipated, and he released the Soul Devouring Sword in his hand, retreating into the trees beside him.
Then he took out several Pills and swallowed them, restoring his cultivation.
Lin Taichu stood in the clearing, watching Han Yang hide himself, a trace of contempt appearing on his face.
"What's wrong? Can't keep going anymore? Coward!"
Han Yang lay in the grass with his eyes closed, too lazy to pay him any attention.
Lin Taichu snorted. A chill flashed through his eyes as he strode toward Han Yang.
Meanwhile, Han Yang continued resting with his eyes closed, pretending not to see him.
A cruel look appeared on Lin Taichu's face.
Seeing that Han Yang had not opened his eyes, he gave a cold laugh and struck at him with his palm.
He intended to seize this chance to kill Han Yang and take his Storage Ring.
But the next moment, something unexpected happened. He suddenly stopped moving.
That was because a heaven-shaking aura suddenly erupted from the great tree where Han Yang was hiding. An incomparably terrifying pressure instantly swept out and lunged toward him.
"This..."
Lin Taichu's expression changed drastically in fright, and he retreated again and again.
His face was filled with shock.
He had never expected the tree Han Yang was hiding in to contain such terrifying energy.
"You concealed your strength?"
He stared