The man wielding the Immortal Sword was exceptionally powerful, emitting a spine-chilling aura akin to an Immortal Corpse.
Sword Qi split the sky.
It enveloped the Wuliang Taoist, making it difficult for him to evade.
The Wuliang Taoist screamed out in terror.
This fuck Daoist always likes to make a fuss over nothing.
He had many tricks up his sleeve. In this moment of danger, he summoned a small cauldron.
It was a golden Small Tripod, radiating an astonishing aura.
The golden Small Tripod possessed formidable Divine Power, blocking that terrifying Sword Qi.
Then, the Wuliang Taoist fled into the distance.
The corpse did not pursue the Wuliang Taoist but turned and entered the bottom of the lake.
"Damn, scared the hell out of me!"
The Wuliang Taoist exclaimed with lingering fear.
He then cursed for a while before flying back to the island and sitting down heavily.
