The Illusion Peach Demon Venerable watched the old Daoist's back. As a Demon Lord, although he appeared harmless in front of Bai Jin, his heart was not lacking in brutality and madness. Acts of betrayal were commonplace for him. With a wave of his hand, a cold, long needle flew out instantly.
"Oh no!"
The old Daoist stumbled, nearly falling to the ground. A black light invisible to the naked eye swept past him, and the needle struck the side hall. It was instantly reflected back by a powerful prohibition placed there.
"Ugh~" The Illusion Peach Demon Venerable clutched his chest, staggering two steps back, eyes filled with disbelief.
Yu Lou Old Taoist straightened up, sighing, "Once injured, the body doesn't hold up well! Almost tripped over some weeds."
He kicked aside the writhing vines under his feet and leisurely continued walking inside.
