Teng One didn’t dodge or block. He just allowed attacks to hit him. However, not even Wang Lin could last long while using all these powerful attacks, especially the Ji Realm, which damaged his own Nascent Soul every time he used it.
Wang Lin’s body disappeared and reappeared 100 meters away. He took out a jade bottle and dumped all of its contents into his mouth to recover his spiritual energy.
But at the same time, the skinny man raised his head and moved once again.
Wang Lin’s sense of danger rang in his head as he quickly dodged to the side. Once again, he barely got out of the way as the skinny man reappeared and attacked.
His forehead was filled with sweat as he quickly digested the pills he had just consumed to recover the spiritual energy in his body. He slapped his bag of holding and took out the ancient sword sheath. He then took out a flying sword and pushed it into the sword sheath.
Suddenly, the sword energy rushed out from the sword sheath, forming a giant sword, which landed on Teng One.
The skinny man became dumbfounded again as he allowed the sword energy to crash into his body. His body finally wasn’t able to withstand all the damage and began to collapse.
But just as his whole body was about to collapse, he suddenly seemed to have realized something. He struggled to make his almost collapsed left hand form a seal and said a word that sounded like bones rubbing together. “Condense!”
Suddenly, the body that was about to collapse shined gold and returned to perfect condition.
Wang Lin took a deep breath as he stared at the person, unable to say a word.
The skinny man’s eyes lit up as he stared at Wang Lin with a powerful urge to battle. His hand formed a fist and turned into a blur as he punched toward Wang Lin.
Wang Lin’s eyes lit up and he immediately backed up. But he quickly found that all of the surrounding spiritual power seemed to have been sucked away by a mysterious power. It even seemed to create an imprisoning power. Wang Lin soon felt his speed decrease drastically under this power.