Behind him was the phantom of a huge snake. The middle-aged man wrapped in death miasma raised a hand at Cass, and countless howling spirits took form in the air and attacked the latter like a tidal wave.
Upon seeing this, Cass stabbed the sword in his hand into the ground, and dazzling lightning instantly exploded where the sword came into contact with the ground. Countless bolts of lightning splattered, shattering the milky-white spirits.
The middle-aged man raised his hand again and planned on doing the same thing, but a bright silver sword beam slashed at him from the direction of the lightning. The space between the two of them cracked inch by inch. When the middle-aged man saw this, he could only turn into a ball of gray fog and pass through the sword beam before condensing into a human form.
