Yin Changsheng's spear whistled through the air, hurtling toward Mo Nian with the ferocity of an enraged lion. Flames were dancing and flickering around its blade

In that critical moment, Mo Nian felt as though the very space around him had transformed into impenetrable iron walls, holding him captive. A powerful faith energy had locked him down, leaving him unable to dodge or escape.

BOOM!

Mo Nian’s bow quivered as he used it to block Yin Changsheng’s attack, but he was blown back and coughed up blood.

Mo Nian then stabilized himself and wiped away the blood from his lips. His gaze sharpened as he said, “So that’s the case. Your companion spirit beast was just a pawn for you. Now that it’s dead, you’ve taken back your power along with some interest. You’ve...