What looked like a light, effortless palm strike had actually floored the hulking brute, whose body was as tough as iron and whose defenses were like a tortoise shell.
The hulking brute's eyes nearly bulged from their sockets, clearly suffering indescribable pain. Yet he could not even let out a scream before passing out cold.
Then that mature, steady figure reached out and caught the hulking brute's enormous body, preventing it from crushing the poor young Demon Catcher beneath him.
Next, the mature and steady figure casually flung the hulking brute aside.
"Little Daoist friend, are you all right?" the senior smiled.
The young Demon Catcher looked toward the senior. The man had thick brows and large eyes, and his bearing was as steady as a mountain. "Thank you for saving my life, Senior!"
"There's no need to be so polite, Little Friend." The senior smiled faintly. "This seat is True Lord Yellow Mountain. I happened to be passing by and saw you recklessly luring this hulking brute away. Your character is quite good, Little Daoist friend."
The person who had arrived was none other than the backbone of the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group'... Ahem, the group leader, True Lord Yellow Mountain.
After dealing with some miscellaneous matters yesterday, True Lord Yellow Mountain had headed to Wenzhou City. Before entering seclusion to break through to the Venerable Realm, he had to bring one fellow to justice... lest his household be robbed clean while he was in seclusion.
It was fortunate that True Lord Yellow Mountain had happened to pass by. Otherwise, the young Demon Catcher would already have been crushed beneath the hulking brute and eaten until not even his bones remained.
"I just acted on a sudden impulse." The young Demon Catcher smiled awkwardly. "By the way, I'm