Lü Yang was completely unscathed.
The hairpin, formed from brilliant golden light, stopped right in front of Lü Yang. Waves of golden light continuously erupted from it, as if it were still hurtling forward at incredible speed.
And yet, it could not touch him.
Lü Yang simply stared coldly at the hairpin, which was mere inches away. His figure, wreathed in flames, remained as still as a mountain, while the Talisman between his brows shone ever more brilliantly.
Witnessing this, Bao Lian Hidden Buddha's elegant brows furrowed slightly.
This hairpin was no ordinary item. It was another True Treasure she had refined, named the Qi Concealing and Spirit-Stabilizing Hairpin, capable of damaging intent and shattering techniques.
If Lü Yang had used his Mana to block it or an image to obstruct it, the hairpin would have pierced through in a single strike.
'Why is he unharmed?'
