Ye Han's body, pierced by the spear-ray, instantly dissolved, shattering into wisps of purple-gold lightning arcs...
Then a sheet of golden talisman fragments burst apart!
Whoosh!
What Dao Tianji had struck was not Ye Han's body at all, but a talisman...
At the sight, Wu Xuantian's face darkened as though it could drip ink. "Substitute Talisman!!"
He had never imagined that, with four Nascent Soul late-stage cultivators surrounding Ye Han and victory almost in their grasp, the fellow would evade a lethal blow with an utterly ordinary Substitute Talisman!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!! A cloud of misty gray light flashed into existence several thousand zhang away, and Ye Han appeared in the air, his face deathly pale!
Trouble!
This was a real headache!
These four had waited at ease for their exhausted prey. He had expended far too much energy, yet he could not readily use the Purple Cauldron to restore his spell power...
Worse still, he could not kill these four!
With that thought, Ye Han pointed a finger, and a pitch-black ring-shaped talisman formation appeared before him...
Wu Xuantian and the others spotted Ye Han as well. They turned into four streaks of Escaping Light and unleashed every divine ability they had as they converged on him to kill him!
They were all vastly experienced cultivators. A single glance told them that Ye Han had depleted too much spell power, and that his divine abilities and treasures were astonishing. Now was their best chance to kill him. If they allowed him to recover his spell power, they might never have such a fine opportunity again!!
With that thought, Wu Xuantian suddenly erupted with streams of terrifying Golden Light Flames. He opened his mouth and spat out a pearl wreathed in swirling fire...
The pearl continually pulsed with golden light