Pursuit!

Bang!

Night Spirit thrust his palm into Perfected Lord Hun Yi's back.

The glow of the perfect-grade Perfected Lord Dao robe flickered momentarily before dimming.

The Dao robe caved in deeply and Perfected Lord Hun Yi shuddered. Blood drained from his face as he staggered to the front.

Even the Dharmic art that had yet to form in his hand was dispersed by the attack!

Nobody understood the shock Perfected Lord Hun Yi experienced at that moment.

It was lucky that he wore a perfect-grade Perfected Lord Dao robe. If it was any other supreme-grade Dharmic weapon, his organs might have been ruptured by Night Spirit's attack!

That sort of power was way too terrifying!

Perfected Lord Hun Yi did not dare to linger at all and fled into the distance.