Shang Yang's pupils suddenly contracted. Without another word, he directly crushed a dark-blue talisman.
Dense watery light immediately spread around him.
A pair of aqua-blue wings suddenly appeared at his sides.
With one flap of those wings, he shot dozens of zhang away, astonishingly fast.
But a series of rumbling wind and thunder sounds rang out beside Shang Yang's ears.
Shang Yang's face changed drastically.
As he flipped his right hand, radiant light flashed, and he tried to bring out another means.
At that moment, lightning flashed before him, and Ning Fa's figure suddenly appeared without warning.
A crescent-shaped spiritual light shot out from between his brows and vanished in a flash into Shang Yang's forehead.
Yet Shang Yang seemed completely unaffected. With a flap of his wings, he changed direction and sped off to the side.
Ning Fa could not help but be greatly surprised. His divine soul attack had actually been ineffective?
"Could this person possess some kind of divine soul defense technique?"
Ning Fa frowned slightly, then gave a cold snort and vanished again amid a burst of silver lightning.
Shang Yang, ahead of him, had already gone deathly pale. Hearing the rumbling wind and thunder rise behind him once more, despair welled up in his heart.
The other party actually possessed the legendary Lightning Escape divine ability. His Fourth-grade Escape Talisman had no chance of letting him escape.
With that thought, he steeled his heart. Spiritual light flashed atop his head.
Immediately afterward, a Nascent Soul only an inch tall appeared, clutching a Storage Ring and a small yellow sword in its arms. Spiritual light flashed around it, and it vanished, appearing nearly a hundred zhang away in the next instant.
Seeing that the situation had turned bad, Shang Yang had decisively abandoned his physical body