Facing the Blood Ancestor's move 'Blood Demon Sky Slayer', Lin Dong, although unafraid, felt helpless and despairing.
He had just used his strongest power 'Sword Three', yet sustained some minor injuries.
Now, feeling somewhat weak, he still had to face the Blood Ancestor's even more powerful 'Blood Demon Sky Slayer'. How could he possibly avoid this disaster?
His body seemed imprisoned by an invisible force, unable to move, and he could only watch as the blood demon's hand drew nearer, as if he had already seen the hideous face of Death beckoning him.
"Must I, Lin Dong, truly perish here today?" A thought flashed through Lin Dong's mind.
However, just as the blood demon's hand was about to grasp Lin Dong, at the critical moment, a towering figure suddenly appeared before him.
The figure stood like a giant mountain soaring into the clouds, firmly blocking Lin Dong, shielding him from the wind and rain, and defending against the lethal attack.
