Zhang Yuanqing lowered his head in shock and glanced at the hole in his chest. A Master-level attack.
An attack that shattered his electromagnetic defenses in one blow, inflicted a fatal wound, and exceeded the reaction limit of a peak Saint—this had to be power at the Master level.
The second trial was already Master-level. What about the third?
Moreover, dragon breath traveled at nearly the speed of light. It was impossible to dodge, just as an ordinary person could never dodge a bullet at close range.
The sense of danger in Zhang Yuanqing's heart exploded.
Calm down, calm down. Before the dragon breath attacks, the dragon's eyes will light up. I'll have less than a second to react— Just as Zhang Yuanqing thought this, red light flared in the dragon's eyes.
His scalp tingled, adrenaline surging as he pulled out the Slide-Tackle Shoes at a speed no human eye could follow and tossed them onto the boat. Then he slide-tackled toward them, his feet slipping precisely into the shoes.
His body instantly turned incorporeal, like a projection from another world.
Almost at the same time, a scorching crimson beam struck his afterimage, blasting apart a display case nearby. The high-temperature beam pierced into the Weak Water.
It had to be said that the Merchant's Void ability was a cheat-level survival skill. Although the Slide-Tackle Shoes were only Saint-quality items, once he entered the Void state, they could perfectly evade both mental and physical attacks.
No wonder Merchants were known as the loaches of Spirit Realm Walkers—impossible to hit, impossible to catch, with first-rate survivability.
After dodging the attack, Zhang Yuanqing immediately took out a vial of Life Essence and viciously plunged it into his neck, injecting the entire vial of golden liquid into his veins.
The flesh around the