Seeing the true qi in his meridians run dry, Zhang Xiaohua formed a hand seal and hurriedly recalled the Dragon Binding Ring. His own true qi had already been exhausted, and even his divine sense was faltering. If Xi Mujun had some unfathomable method to take away his treasure as well, then he would truly be left wanting to cry but with no tears to shed.
What other course was there now?
Zhang Xiaohua no longer cared about Immortal Path secrets, nor did he care about killing Xi Mujun on the spot. Just as he was about to form a hand seal and burrow into the earth, his technique had not even been completed before no true qi would emerge. Seeing the vicious gleam in Xi Mujun's eyes as he slashed the Purple Phoenix Hairpin toward him, Zhang Xiaohua cried inwardly, Oh no! He spread his legs and unleashed the Misty Steps beneath his feet, charging headlong toward the thickest cluster of trees ahead!
As he blundered forward like a headless fly, Zhang Xiaohua secretly admired his own good fortune. Good thing I had such a good relationship with Ou Peng back then and learned the first three levels of the Misty Steps. This is a Lightness Skill Movement Technique that doesn't require true qi. If I'd put all my eggs for escape into the basket of true qi, then alas, today I'd have no way to escape this calamity!
The moment he thought this, his heart abruptly chilled. Without time to turn around, he immediately twisted his body to the side. With a thunderous crack, an exceedingly thin bolt of lightning struck a large tree beside him, severing it cleanly at the waist.
"What... what kind of magical artifact is that?" Zhang Xiaohua was horrified. *Why don't I have