If the palm strike landed, Ding Jian would be severely wounded, no matter how powerful he was, and the Three Talents Sealing Demon Array would instantly shatter!
The hairs on the back of Ding Jian's neck stood on end as he instantly sensed the mortal danger. His pupils contracted to the size of a pinprick.
But his left hand was occupied maintaining the array's barrier of light, while his right guided the Ancient Sword to block the cauldron. His Primordial Qi was stretched to its absolute limit, pinning him so completely that he couldn't even turn his body to dodge!
Seeing this, the red-skirted woman's lips tightened into a thin line.
The staff-wielding youth's eyes blazed with fury, and a low growl rumbled in his throat. But they were both bound by the Array Power, their path to rescue him completely cut off!
At the critical moment!
SWOOSH—!
