With the temporary block from the Eastern Ancestor, Duan Yunshan had managed to suppress his aura. Although he was still at the Peak of the Dragon God Realm and had fallen a Realm, at least he wouldn't fall again.
Of course, this fall was merely temporary—he would return to the Pseudo-Emperor Realm once his injuries healed.
As Duan Yunshan roared, a white fog emerged around him that spun and tumbled, eventually forming silver-white armor that was extremely bright and eye-catching.
This was none other than Duan Yunshan's Holy Spirit-Level Defensive Equipment!
He had no time nor opportunity to use it before, but now, with the Eastern Ancestor delaying Su Han for a moment, he had managed to don it.
"You're seeking death!"
Su Han's voice was ice-cold, his expression slightly gloomy.
But Duan Yunshan, as if he hadn't heard, relentlessly charged at Su Han.
