The moment his palm connected with Si Wuya's back, something peculiar happened. A blast of energy shot out from Si Wuya's back.
Bam!
At such a close range, Daoist Priest Zhang Yunshan could not react in time. He did not even have time to protect himself when the backlash in the form of a golden light hit him squarely in the chest, sending him flying back.
The secluded hut was a wooden structure to begin with. When Zhang Yunshan hit one of the pillars at the back, he broke it immediately.
Si Wuya felt nothing as he turned around to look.
Yu Zhenghai was shocked. He hastily walked over to the back of the hut to have a look. "Daoist priest?"
Zhang Yunshan was in agony and his expression was twisted from the pain. However, when he heard Yu Zhenghai's voice, he hurriedly looked up and forced a smile on his face before he said, "I'm fine. I only wanted to test the strength of the mantra so it'll be easier for me to break it."
