That one heartless kick clearly proved who his allies were.
With a miserable expression, the old man scrambled to his feet and brandished a mace. Boom! He immediately knocked down the ceiling above him.
He swung his mace around, causing the dirt and rocks overhead to crumble down and kick up clouds of dust behind him as he chased after Miao Yi and the others.
The shield blocking the underground passage was already covered in layers of frost. Gu Sanzheng and Tan Lao had finally witnessed the might of the Mystic Yin Mirror. They were freezing from the cold despite hiding behind the shield.
