Though the bare-chested young man possessed formidable cultivation, he had grown used to being arrogant and overbearing on the Heavenly Surge Prairie.
Whether they were cultivators of his own clan or outsiders, anyone who knew his name avoided him whenever possible. Otherwise, they could only lose their wealth to avert disaster and escape a calamity.
Over time, much of his vigilance had been worn away. Moreover, his master had assigned a False Nascent Soul expert from the clan to accompany and protect him. How could he ever have imagined that anyone would dare attack him on the Heavenly Surge Prairie?
For a moment, he had not even managed to react.
Yet the white-haired old man's premonition of death had seeped into his bones. Although Li Yan and Zhao Min had targeted only the bare-chested young man—
The instant Li Yan and Zhao Min's figures blurred, his heart turned cold. He felt as though he had been locked onto by an unparalleled ferocious beast. Without a second thought, he grabbed the bare-chested young man and immediately retreated.
In that rushed instant, he made the most correct choice: he did not step forward and forcibly block the two attacks.
Otherwise, if either Li Yan or Zhao Min had shifted their attack toward him, he would have had to defend himself, while the bare-chested young man would still have been struck by the other attack.
The bare-chested young man vanished in an instant, and the two supple bodies that had been leaning against him immediately fell where he had been standing.
In a single moment, the two women were pierced through by two tyrannical forces and blasted into a rain of blood.
As for the roc-like demonic beast, the white-haired old man exerted force with one foot, causing it to kick off the