Chapter 380 - Wager Increased

An old Daoist was hovering in midair above the Green Cliff Mountain, a threatening look on his face. He had a head of gray hair, but one of his arms was missing, and a part of his leg was gone. Right from his left shoulder, his entire left arm was chopped away. A chunk of muscle, about the size of a human head, was ripped away from his right thigh by a heavenly thunder, and his leg was barely connected with a broken thigh bone. There was a transparent hole in his chest, flat and narrow. Obviously, it was a wound caused by a flying sword.