A jolt of dread rose in the golden-robed young man's heart. He was at the mid-stage of the Void Refinement Realm, and in his haste, his reaction had still been a fraction too slow. The black-robed old man, meanwhile, had been sent flying after just one exchange.
Just as the golden-robed young man cried out, the purple vine, having knocked back the black-robed old man, abruptly turned and arrived before the golden-robed young man in an instant.
"Hiss!"
The tip of the purple vine suddenly split apart, opening like a huge mouth. At the same time, it let out a vibrating rattle, just like a rattlesnake attacking.
The fine brown tendrils exposed within gave the impression of countless incomparably sharp teeth as they "bit" down at the golden-robed young man's head.
"Hiss!"
The huge mouth at the tip of the purple vine snapped shut, swallowing the golden-robed young man's fine head in one gulp!
Yet in the very next moment, with a crisp "pop," the entire body whose head had been clamped by the vine turned into a cloud of smoke amid a muffled boom and dispersed.
By then, the black-robed old man, who had been rapidly retreating, had forcibly steadied himself.
His appearance was rather miserable at the moment. One of his arms had already been twisted out of shape, wrung into the form of a fried dough twist. With the bones inside shattered, even flesh and blood had been squeezed out.
However, the silver spear had transformed into a little silver dragon. At the moment of collision, it had coiled around that arm, immediately forming a layer of defense.
If the silver spear had not blocked most of the force, half of the black-robed old man's body would have been shattered in an instant by that strike. It