Everyone silently scattered, keeping far away from Good Fortune Born.
"Alas..." Meng Huaichuan sighed softly and sidestepped.
Shen Xiaoyi beside Li Qingxian let out a cold laugh.
Good Fortune Born's face turned ashen as death. He shouted, "Brother Meng, save me."
"I'm powerless too."
Good Fortune Born looked toward Li Qingxian's group ahead. Everyone had turned away and continued running forward.
Suddenly, the Beyond-Rank Fate Corpse released bands of light like two sharp blades, slashing toward Good Fortune Born.
Good Fortune Born sighed softly.
A palm-sized, gleaming silver armor plate flew from Good Fortune Born's hand. In an instant, it enveloped his entire body like a silver egg of light.
That white band of light clearly carried Beyond-Rank power, more than capable of grievously wounding an Upper Rank cultivator, yet it was diverted by the silver light. It abruptly veered aside and cleaved a person beside him in two.
That person did not even understand what had happened. He fell to the ground with a bewildered expression, his eyes remaining open in death.
Li Qingxian turned to look and vaguely felt that this scene was familiar.
Everyone who witnessed it felt a chill run through their hearts.
"Stay away from Good Fortune Born!" Lin Zhenyuan suddenly circulated his True Essence, stomped on the ground, and blasted out waves of air as he moved farther and farther from Good Fortune Born.
The others hurriedly withdrew as well.
Good Fortune Born smiled coldly.
The white light bands withdrew, while two other bands slashed toward him again.
Good Fortune Born sighed once more and took out a mirror.
With one flash of the mirror, Good Fortune Born split into two, and one of them vanished.
Puff!
Good Fortune Born was slain by the light band, the severed edges of his body smooth as