Besides, Luo Yi now knew Lu Kexun came from the Sunshine Sect. The monk could run, but the temple could not. Once his cultivation recovered a little more, he would find a chance to send Lu Kexun on his way.
His mind made up, Luo Yi ignored Lu Kexun, who wanted nothing more than to flee, and focused entirely on the withered old man before him.
The old man watched that fair, handsome face turn toward him again. Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy of every hue surged wildly around those long, fair hands.
"This is bad!"
Zhou Tongwei saw that the young man's punch was no ordinary blow, but he had no time to react.
Then fists the size of sandbags rained down on every part of his aged, hunched body.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
An unbroken series of explosions rang through the mountains. Blood mist burst across the sky like scarlet flowers, thicker than the mist that had filled the Cloudveil Waterside Pavilion earlier.
But this scarlet fog reeked of blood and rot.
The young man's relentless blows left Zhou Tongwei's head spinning. Only when the agony from all over his body reached his skull did he register it.
Zhou Tongwei realized in an instant how dire his situation had become.
His bloodstained hands moved to form another hand seal and summon the Three-Headed, Six-Armed, Thousand-Faced Evil Ghost.
But he suddenly found his fingers moving far more slowly. An invisible barrier seemed to have formed between him and the Evil Ghost, too.
"Boy, what have you done? Why am I...?"
Alarm spread across Zhou Tongwei's face as he felt the changes in his body.
"Guess."
While his fists had rained down, Luo Yi had quietly poured a great deal of the Law of Annihilation into the old ghost.
Now that