A surge of transcendence energy rushed forth from his hands. The silver spear moved twistedly, wrung from one side to the other end at lightning speed, forcing Miao Yi to let go.
Bang! Moreover, Miao Yi was sent flying from the direct impact of the transcendence energy. Stunned, he struggled for a while, unable to clamber up, his face distorted as he watched the frozen, frosty old man, as though he had seen a ghost.
This guy was to blame. He hadn’t seen the moment before Yuan Kaishan met his fate. Before Yuan Kaishan died, he’d only been beaten to death by the sloppy old man because his strength was being restrained. But even though he couldn’t unleash his full power, that level of strength could kill Miao Yi as easily as slicing vegetables. He felt the same thing applied to this sloppy old man.
Charcoal took the chance to quickly scurry over, his speed incredibly fast. He bit onto Miao Yi and flung him onto his back, carrying him away as he ran off.
