That cold streak of red light came so suddenly, so sharply, so swiftly, so terrifyingly...
Yue Yang seemed utterly unprepared as it struck him...
"Aah!" Yue Yang screamed, his body spinning wildly in midair. The Metal Armor he wore had been blasted open, leaving an enormous crack, and blood gushed from his shoulder. He had lost all ability to fight and kept plummeting toward the ground...
Aboard Yellow Cloud Peak's Flying Boat!
"Well done!" Venerable Gray Three sprang to his feet in excitement and shouted.
Aboard Heaven Cloud Peak's Flying Boat.
"Damn it! How did I miss that move?! That fellow's schemes run deep!" Daoist Fire Tiger stood up in frustration and cursed furiously. He smashed the armrest of his chair to pieces, his eyes wide with anger.
"Not a bad lad," the Nascent Soul Realm figure said mildly.
Yet...
Yue Yang had flown beyond the arena and was falling down the cliff. From a height of several hundred zhang, even a Core Condensation Realm cultivator would surely be smashed to pieces, wouldn't he?
But!
Whoosh, whoosh! A figure flashed into motion, a streak of red light darting across the sky at an astonishing speed. The distance of several hundred zhang vanished in a flash. In scarcely a breath, the figure reached beneath Yue Yang. Red light shimmered, and a giant red hand caught his entire body...
The one who had intervened was none other than Ling Daozi.
Such speed-truly worthy of a Golden Core Stage cultivator.
"Ugh!" Yue Yang groaned repeatedly in pain, coughing up mouthful after mouthful of blood.
"Tch!" Seeing this, Ling Daozi's fingers flashed with red light as he tapped Yue Yang's shoulder several times in succession. Wisps of fiery red light surged out, and only then did the wound stop bleeding...
"Yellow Cloud Peak! Wang