Teleportation (Part 2)

Another barrage of dense impacts, like raging waves crashing against the shore, rang out.

In an instant, more than a hundred Deep Blue Vortices appeared in the air.

Terrifying power radiated from them, twisting the surrounding space and forming something like a peculiar field.

Streams of White Sword Qi rampaged through this field, stirring up countless violently raging bolts of White Lightning. The Deep Blue Vortices swiftly collapsed, yet even more vortices soon formed.

Ning Fa's eyes narrowed. He knew this was his only chance.

Silver light suddenly flared from his body. After a crack of thunder, he vanished from where he stood and instantly appeared behind the white-haired old man.

The man was tensely watching the battle ahead and had noticed nothing.

Ning Fa's right hand, wreathed in Black Spiritual Flame, slammed fiercely into his back.

In the blink of an eye, the old man was covered in a layer of Black Ice, while the white formation disk in his hand fell into Ning Fa's grasp.

"What are you doing!?"

The Nascent Soul cultivator surnamed Sun reacted at once, roaring furiously.

As he spoke, he flicked his right hand, and a Yellow Dagger-shaped magic treasure whistled toward Ning Fa.

But after another crack of thunder, Ning Fa had already appeared atop the Teleportation Array.

His heart hammered violently, his gaze flickering as he unhesitatingly activated the white formation disk in his hand.

At once, the Teleportation Array beneath his feet emitted a strange hum, and hazy white spiritual light rose to envelop him.

Yet Ning Fa was frantic.

Only now did he realize that activating this Ancient Teleportation Array seemed to take some time.

And in such circumstances, that little bit of time was fatal.

The cultivator surnamed Sun's expression had drastically changed as he controlled the Yellow Dagger,