Yang Zhenshan's face darkened, "Senior, save me!"
At the moment, he could still fend off this strike, but his Divine Wood Treasure Cauldron was on the brink of collapse.
After all, the Divine Wood Treasure Cauldron had only recently advanced, and its Artifact Spirit had not yet matured, its functions had not been nurtured, thus its protective capabilities were not strong.
"Hehehe~~"
A soft laughter rang out, like fingertips twisting silk threads into circles, each note wrapped in gentle warmth, and at the end, a light twirl, seemingly detached yet more nerve-wracking than a soul-stirring melody.
Amid the laughter, Chi Yuan's Mountain Suppressing Seal lost control, no longer aiming at Yang Zhenshan, but rather rotating in the air.
The square seal, a yard wide, hopped and twirled, reminiscent of a little dog upon seeing its master, with only the wagging tail missing.
In the next moment, a figure descended from the sky.
