"What? How is this possible?!"
Lu Feng stared at the attack erupting from his hand, his face filled with shock.
The Ten Thousand Spirits Sword was no ordinary Magic Treasure. It was a supreme Saint-grade immortal artifact, a Saint-grade treasure Old Ancestor Hongjun had refined with a Saint's Immortal Essence Power. Its power was terrifying.
But he had never expected the Ten Thousand Spirits Sword to be this powerful!
Arrows of light shot toward him, forcing him to dodge again and again. He did not dare take them head-on!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Arrows of light struck Lu Feng relentlessly, riddling his body with holes.
"Aah!"
Lu Feng roared in fury. Immortal Essence Power surged through him as though it cost nothing, and he frantically drove the power within his body, trying to destroy every last arrow of light.
Soon, Lu Feng suppressed Old Ancestor Hongjun once again!
"Brat, don't even think of escaping this time! I'll grind your bones to dust, scatter your ashes, and hack your corpse into ten thousand pieces!"
Old Ancestor Hongjun shouted furiously. The sword in his hand erupted with even more dazzling radiance as vast torrents of Immortal Essence Power poured into it.
Lu Feng's expression darkened, turning exceptionally grim as he muttered inwardly, I don't believe it. This old bastard still has plenty of tricks. I absolutely can't let him off easily!
Hum! Hum! Hum!
In the next instant, runes surged from Lu Feng's palm, gathering over it and forming a dazzling curtain of light that sheltered him within.
Bang!
The arrows of light slammed into the curtain and exploded, shattering it.
Yet the token in Lu Feng's hand remained intact.
"That token of yours is quite impressive. It actually withstood such a terrifying impact!"
Old Ancestor Hongjun could not help commenting when he