No wonder Yi Chuanmei was my enemy. I knew it didn't make sense—there was another Mountain God on the team. There were neither too many nor too few official level-six Mountain Gods. Who was this one?
Zhang Yuanqing felt both delighted and regretful.
He was delighted because level-six Mountain Gods were famously tough, practically invincible.
He regretted it because while Mountain Gods were tough, their damage output and agility were relatively weak among the five mainstream lawful classes.
But now it seemed Yi Chuanmei was the unlucky one matched into hard mode. Among the five escort teams and six lawful Walkers, only the Yellow Banner Escort Agency had two lawful members hidden within it.
That was understandable too. After all, Lord Celestial Venerable had not fully developed yet. He was only level four and could not conquer a level-six demoness on his own.
He needed two guns.
"Who am I? I'll tell you before you die."
Chen Bloodblade flipped his saber and planted it against the ground.
"Clang!"
The saber tip struck the bluestone steps. Ripples of earthy yellow light spread outward, covering the entire area.
In an instant, terrifying pressure descended from the sky, and the earth's gravity became countless times stronger.
Yi Chuanmei's frail body gave out, and she collapsed onto the ground. The wound on her chest tore open, blood gushing out in great streams.
"Thump, thump. Thump, thump."
Zhang Yuanqing heard his heart pounding violently as it fought against the lack of blood supply under the crushing pressure.
His calves cramped, his shoulders shook violently, and it felt as though a mountain were pressing down on him. Under the eaves, Chen Bloodblade looked like a sovereign in his eyes—unbeatable, impossible to resist.
Part of it was the suppression of level difference. The other part was that