Elder Shang hurriedly took out a jade talisman and, his heart aching terribly, crushed it.
This jade talisman was a defensive treasure talisman he had only managed to save up with great difficulty. He had originally intended to use it to save his life at a critical moment. Never had he imagined that, in the end, he would actually use it under such circumstances.
Unfortunately, matters had come to this, and there was no room for any hesitation. This strike was immensely powerful. If he was careless and got beaten into serious injury, he would truly lose all face.
The jade talisman shattered. In an instant, a golden spirit shield appeared above his head. As golden light flowed across it, it was like walls of copper and ramparts of iron, firmly protecting him.
The illusory mountains and rivers pressed down heavily, and the surface of the golden spirit shield immediately rippled with streams of spiritual light. It began to surge and tremble wildly, as though bearing enormous pressure.
If this had been any ordinary time, with the support of this spirit shield, Elder Shang could absolutely have seized the chance to leave the battlefield and escape with his life.
However, the Divine Soul Spirit Treasure above his head was somewhat sinister.
The vast illusory mountains and rivers it had activated seemed to have fused with the surrounding space. No matter which direction he tried to break out in, the pressure he faced was equally immense, as though all heaven and earth had become his enemy in that moment.
Half a quarter-hour later, the golden spirit shield finally could not hold on any longer and abruptly shattered.
The illusory mountains and rivers, now much dimmer, suddenly sank and once again came pressing down upon his head.
Elder Shang hastily summoned the