An enormous staff dropped out of the void without warning.
Feng Xian's expression changed drastically. With no time to explain, she moved her feet and tried to flee.
Indeed, her first thought was to flee.
Unfortunately!
When she tried to move, she discovered it was not so easy. Some power of laws seemed to have frozen the surrounding void.
But for Feng Xian, an Unbound Immortal, this immobilization did not make movement impossible. It merely made the space feel somewhat viscous.
"Break!" she shouted. Magic power surged out of her body and battered her surroundings, finally forcing a crack through He Pingsheng's divine ability, Temporal Paralysis. Then she shot away with a whoosh.
He Pingsheng's staff struck the ground instead.
This was the immortal mountain, Ethereal Mountain. The mountain itself still adhered to the power of the laws of the Immortal Realm, so although the blow was powerful, it did not shatter the earth.
It merely blasted apart a few rocks at the foot of the mountain.
"Trying to leave?" He Pingsheng immediately gave chase and brought his staff down on Feng Xian again.
"He Pingsheng!" This time, Feng Xian did not run. She had already adjusted, and as his staff came crashing down, she deployed a defensive measure!
A black compass flew from her hand, abruptly expanding to a thousand zhang across and blocking He Pingsheng's staff.
Bang...
The staff smashed viciously into the compass.
Yet the compass did not budge!
"Oh..." After blocking He Pingsheng's blow, Feng Xian was overjoyed.
Two things surprised her.
First, He Pingsheng's attacks were actually this weak?
He was stronger than an ordinary Mahayana Emperor Realm cultivator, but only by so much...
An attack like this couldn't possibly kill me!
He was even far weaker than that Gu Miaochen of the Witch Race!