As saber light burst forth, blood rained down, and several attacking enemies were reduced to mangled corpses, finally resolving Chu Li's crisis.
Lu Ye's gaze passed over him and fixed on a handsome Feather Race youth. This should have been the one who injured Chu Li. The lingering force of Lu Ye's earlier strike had also been blocked by him; otherwise, the results would have been even greater.
The other party held a massive Dao Soldier resembling a bronze hammer, his aura peerless. Five-colored radiance flowed across the bronze hammer, proclaiming its extraordinary nature.
He had clearly not expected Lu Ye to be so powerful. The instant saber and hammer collided, he violently shook his Dao Soldier, intending to force Lu Ye back.
The Power of Time and Sequence had already spread out, and the cruelty in this Feather Race cultivator's eyes instantly turned hazy.
Having only just regained his footing, Chu Li unleashed a ferocious blow. Catching him off guard, he shattered his Body Protection Dao Power and struck heavily at his chest.
Yet although this unexpected attack caught the other party completely unprepared, it failed to deliver a decisive final blow.
"Treasure Armor!" Chu Li shouted in a low voice.
This Feather Race cultivator was definitely wearing a Treasure Armor of exceptionally high quality. Otherwise, even if that blow had not killed him, it should have severely wounded him. Yet shielded by the Treasure Armor, he had taken the strike head-on without the slightest injury.
The haze had already faded from the Feather Race cultivator's eyes. He had clearly broken free from the Power of Time and Sequence's influence. Alarm bells blared in his heart, and with a beat of his wings, he prepared to pull away and retreat.
But at that moment, a streak of saber light