Thus, just as Su Lingyun was about to touch the True Intent Formless Manifestation, someone he had never regarded as worthy of notice or a threat leapt out of the lake.
Dragging his broken body, Zhang Jin glared with his eyes wide and seized the Blood Puppet's legs in a death grip with both hands, forcibly halting Su Lingyun's advance.
"Mine... mine! This treasure can only be mine!!"
"Ant! You seek death!"
Su Lingyun was instantly both shocked and enraged. He drove the Blood Puppet and smashed a fist straight at Zhang Jin.
He had never imagined that Zhang Jin would still have the strength to interfere with him after taking a Moon Waterfall head-on.
Moreover, after previously unleashing the killing move of Parting Clouds to See Blood, he had already expended a tremendous amount of power and could not employ many more techniques. Now, this crazed Zhang Jin had truly delayed him.
"Cough... hah..."
Zhang Jin took the punch head-on and vomited blood, yet the force with which he clutched on did not weaken by the slightest bit.
He raised his face, now stripped of most of its skin, and laughed savagely. "Hahahaha... Don't even think about it! Don't even think of getting the treasure! It's mine! Mine! None of you can take it away!!"
Su Lingyun could clearly sense that Zhang Jin was merely a spent arrow; he was moving only by relying on an immensely powerful obsession in his chest.
If it had been his former self, a single spell would have been enough to blast him to death.
Yet after reassembling his fleshly body, he no longer had any more true essence to use. He could only continue driving the Blood Puppet, swinging its arms again and again to hammer at Zhang Jin.
Zhang Jin's sudden