Boom!
Yang Fu was blasted away!
The massive attack by Ziyan passed, yet the three parasitic spirit veins of the Devouring Spirit Clan still stood firm.
Shangguan Yixin clicked his tongue.
"Truly a strange creation of heaven and earth. According to my family's records, such creatures were like stray dogs in the Ancient Era, easily crushed by the passing Human Clan. Who would have thought they could destroy a dynasty today, leaving us powerless..."
Having failed in one strike, Yang Fu flipped back swiftly.
His movement technique was extremely fast, completely compensating for his previous shortcomings.
He stood beside Shangguan Yixin and cupped his hands in thanks:
"Thank you, Shangguan Taoist friend, for coming to help."
"Heh~ No need to thank me just yet. When you go back, deal with that troublesome Yang Qiangjing of yours... She truly is a nasty one."
He gritted his teeth as he spoke.
