He abruptly drove his spiritual power into motion, unleashing a spell in an instant without warning!
Before Old Daoist Yuan and Hu Seventeen could even make out the hammer's exact appearance, an indescribably intense light suddenly burst from Cui Jiuyang's hand!
The light was so dazzling that it was like staring straight into the blazing midday sun. Their vision flashed white, followed by a piercing pain. Everything before them was a sea of white, and they could see nothing.
To achieve complete surprise, Cui Jiuyang had not even warned Lei Xiaosan to turn his head away beforehand.
So when he said to look here, Lei Xiaosan could not help looking over out of curiosity as well.
Fortunately, he stood behind Cui Jiuyang at a slight angle and suffered less of the impact. His vision merely darkened and blurred, temporarily losing its clarity, rather than leaving him in the agony that Yuan and Hu suffered.
Then a hand suddenly gripped his wrist tightly.
Cui Jiuyang's hurried, low voice sounded beside his ear. "Don't struggle. I'm taking you away!"
Then Lei Xiaosan felt his body suddenly grow light, his footsteps becoming weightless, as though Cui Jiuyang had cast a Lightness Technique Spell on him.
Like a feather, he was half pulled, half dragged by Cui Jiuyang as they raced along the rugged mountain path.
Meanwhile, Hu Seventeen and Old Daoist Yuan had reacted remarkably quickly.
The instant Cui Jiuyang's light blinded them, both activated protective spells. A faint halo enveloped each of them, guarding against a surprise attack from Cui Jiuyang.
Even when they faintly heard Cui Jiuyang's footsteps as he left with Lei Xiaosan, neither dared lower his guard, afraid this was another ploy to lure them in.
Although all cultivators possessed divine sense with which to probe their surroundings, Cui