As the disdainful words fell, a cloud began gathering in the sky. On it stood a gray-robed man. He was not very tall or strong, yet carried an aura that looked down on the world and all living beings as if no one in the East Barrens could be his equal.
Facing Su Chen's attack, he remained composed. From his bosom, he retrieved a golden talisman. On it, six black runes condensed countless bolts of lightning that pierced the heavens in an instant. The resulting collision was like a mountain collapsing, with deafening thunder.
"Is it...him?" Qin Yuan's face flashed with surprise.
He had thought this person would not show up. Yet at this critical juncture, he had blocked that terrifying strike.
"Who is he? Why have I never seen him before?"
"With such bearing, he can't be a nobody. An expert from the Shadowless Hall perhaps?"
