Ye Tian's pupils suddenly contracted. Looking down, he saw a black blade piercing through his back and straight into his chest.
Intense pain battered Ye Tian's divine soul again and again. It was an indelible agony, impossible to guard against.
"If this continues, your struggle will not go smoothly." A brief sentence sounded beside Ye Tian's ear, and at the same time, the black blade was pulled free.
Only then did Ye Tian truly feel astonished.
It would have been one thing if the other party's concealment technique had been so superb that it could deceive both him and the Rakshasa Staff, but why could Ye Tian still not sense even the faintest trace of an aura in their words?
Even a ghost could not reach such a realm! From beginning to end, Ye Tian had never seen the other party's true face.
All he had was his chest, throbbing with pain from time to time. Ye Tian wanted to nourish it with spiritual energy and rapidly heal the wound, yet strangely, the injury could not be repaired at all, as though something were restraining it.
Before Ye Tian could inspect it further, heavenly fire summoned by a long spear came crashing down upon him.
At that moment, the staff transformed into a barrier and effortlessly blocked the heavenly fire.
"I never expected the Rakshasa Staff to have such an effect. If it were in my hands, it would probably become even stronger..."
A pale, effeminate man said with a smile, his gaze fixed on the Rakshasa Staff the entire time.
"I am Bai Mahe. I trust you have heard my name as well. Compared with Luomin, I am far more clever." The man introduced himself, remaining where he stood as though he had no intention of attacking.
Ye Tian