However, just when Shen Xing was about to fall into complete despair—
A loud, aged, yet majestic voice suddenly echoed through the forest.
"Moon Breaking Fist!"
Boom!
A powerful figure rushed onto the battlefield like a gust of wind.
Before the Pishacha's twisted claws could touch Wu Lao's unconscious body, a heavy punch smashed directly into its glowing crimson eyes.
The impact exploded with violent force.
The grotesque creature released a miserable shriek as its deformed body was sent flying several meters away, crashing violently through multiple trees before rolling across the ground.
Although the sudden attack did not cause fatal damage to the Pishacha, it successfully interrupted the creature at the critical moment.
Wu Lao had been saved.
"Elder Zhu…"
Shen Xing's pale face immediately filled with relief after seeing the newcomer.
It was Zhu Shan.
