He lunged madly at Yi Chen, his arms flashing with cold light as they chopped toward Yi Chen's neck.
Yi Chen let out a strange cry and mustered every ounce of strength in his body to punch the middle-aged man's arm.
Crack! Yi Chen's punch sent the middle-aged man flying backward into a massive boulder. The boulder shattered, and the man lay on the ground, groaning a few times before losing consciousness.
The old man's eyes widened in shock. "You, you, you... how is that possible? He actually..."
Yi Chen grinned as he brushed the ashes and melted snow off himself. "Of course I can still jump around, alive and kicking. You're simply not up to the task."
A pale blue mist suddenly surged from the old man's body. His skin grew even paler, and his body shrank to roughly a third of its original size. Gritting his teeth, he glared at Yi Chen. "Young man, I admit you're a formidable figure. But you must die today, or my losses will be too great-great enough to destroy your Family."
Yi Chen tilted his head and pondered for a long while. "Do we know each other?"
The old man spoke one word at a time. "You destroyed everything I had, so I cannot let you go."
The old man's body slowly blossomed like a flower formed from ice crystals, and a peculiar force field enveloped an area more than ten li around him.
The old man looked at Yi Chen with contempt and said indifferently, "Don't waste your strength. This place is my cave abode. Anyone who enters it other than me faces certain death. You can't escape either. Stop struggling."
Yi Chen's body seemed to fall under some kind of restraint, turning stiff. His soul, too, seemed to be under