He moved as fast as lightning, fierce as a Jiaolong, grabbing the large tree that was crushing Xuanping and hurling it away with tremendous force!
Xuanping had already prepared himself to die, and he wondered if death felt like this? Light as a feather?
What happened to the large tree? And the surging mudslide?
He heard the noises, but wasn't he supposed to be crushed to death, suffocated beneath them?
As Xuanping puzzled over this, he felt a powerful presence sweeping towards him. Despite his age, Xuanping never conceded that anyone else was stronger than him. To have such a feeling, it was evident how profound the other person's martial skills were.
Moreover, this presence felt somewhat familiar.
But on second thought, that seemed impossible.
Before Xuanping could figure out whether this was reality or a hallucination after death, someone swiftly scooped him off the ground!
The utterly confused Xuanping: "..."
