The Starry Sky Shuttle was worth a fortune. Seeing such a treasure destroyed made Zhu Hanwei's heart bleed.
Especially since he had rented the shuttle at a steep price. Now that it had shattered into pieces, he would inevitably have to pay an even greater price in the future.
Before he could finish speaking, he saw rolling Demonic Qi surge within the formation. Demon God Xuantianjun's figure rose further, clearly racing toward where the two of them stood.
At this sight, how could Zhu Hanwei possibly remain seated?
Compared with the destroyed shuttle that pained his heart, Zhu Hanwei was far more worried about his own life at this moment.
His eyes flew wide, his face filled with horror.
Before Su Shi'er could answer, Zhu Hanwei quietly crushed a Teleportation Talisman in his hand.
Yet when the talisman shattered, not even the slightest spatial fluctuation appeared around him. He remained where he was, with no sign of being teleported away.
Then, an astonishing pressure surged in from all directions like a tidal wave.
Firelight flickered overhead as the Half-Immortal Artifact Treasure Umbrella trembled without cease.
Even beneath the umbrella's protection, he felt immense pressure and an inexplicable pounding in his heart.
Su Shi'er's Immortal Body saw Zhu Hanwei's little move, but said nothing.
Whether it was him or his main body, both possessed Spatial Secret Techniques.
The moment the shuttle was destroyed and the boundless pressure swept in, he had already sensed that the surrounding space had become incomparably solid beneath that immense force.
Let alone a Teleportation Talisman, even his own Spatial Secret Techniques had been restricted. He could not stir the slightest ripple in space, much less force his way out with a Teleportation Talisman.
"Coming for Su? With Su's meager cultivation, how could I possibly have provoked