Chen Lin's face paled.
His opponent's Black Glimmer was a small dagger. Although it had missed his vital organs, the peculiar energy it contained had still inflicted considerable damage and continued to invade his body.
He hurriedly used his dharmic manifestation force to suppress it, but could only alleviate the effects, not eliminate it completely.
With such methods at his opponent's disposal, escape was impossible. He could only slap his Storage Bag, take out the Azure Flood Dragon Halberd, and stare intently at the man.
"Oh? A Pseudo Spirit Treasure?"
The moment Chen Lin took out the Azure Flood Dragon Halberd, the man in cyan exclaimed in surprise. Rather than panic, he looked delighted.
"Excellent. To think a cultivator who primarily practices Body Tempering would possess a Pseudo Spirit Treasure. These past few days of effort haven't been wasted after all."
The man in cyan glanced at the Azure Flood Dragon Halberd and nodded in satisfaction, already treating the treasure as something in his pocket!
Chen Lin's expression changed slightly. He knew this man was exceptionally powerful-after all, he had escaped from the jaws of the monster in the pool. But now he had no choice but to fight.
"Hmph. Enough prattle!"
Even if he lost the battle, he could not lose in spirit. He snorted and activated his dharmic manifestation force. The Azure Flood Dragon Halberd transformed into a Cyan Flood Dragon and slashed down at the man in cyan.
At the same time, he took out a Talisman Treasure and activated it, conjuring a spear that thrust straight at his opponent from another direction.
"Heh. The last struggles of a dying man!"
Faced with this assault, the man in cyan merely chuckled dismissively. He opened his mouth and spat out a Silver Flying Sword, which instantly grew over