With a thunderous crack, the demon immortal coughed blood and flew backward. He looked at Chen Nianzhi in terror. The divine lightning was far too powerful.
Had the Firefeather Immortal Robe not been extraordinary, that strike alone would have taken half his life.
"Damn it!"
In the span of a spark, he understood his predicament. With his strength, facing Chen Nianzhi alone, he likely could not last twenty exchanges, much less endure the siege of three people.
Faced with such dire circumstances, he hardened his heart and decisively produced a crimson treasure mirror, placing it before everyone.
Yet Chen Nianzhi did not even glance at the treasure mirror. With a sweep of his sleeve, he unleashed the Primordial Grasping Hand, intending to suppress the demon immortal completely.
"Pfft—"
The grasping hand blotted out the sky and sun, seizing the demon immortal in a single clutch.
The demon immortal activated the Firefeather Immortal Robe to resist, then immediately used a forbidden art, shedding his shell in a streak of fire and vanishing into the farthest reaches of the heavens.
"A golden cicada shedding its shell technique?"
Seeing the demon immortal disappear in an instant, Chen Nianzhi's gaze flickered slightly.
The demon immortal in his hand was already gone, leaving behind only the Firefeather Immortal Robe.
"What a fine immortal treasure. What a superb means of escaping with one's life."
Chen Nianzhi murmured, unable to help showing a measure of approval.
The Primordial Grand Grasping Hand was among the most terrifying grasping divine abilities in the world. Since creating it, Chen Nianzhi had plucked stars and seized moons with unstoppable ease.
This demon immortal was the first being ever to escape alive from his grasp. His means of escape were indeed remarkable.
As the thought flashed through his mind, Chen Nianzhi swept