'Looks like he's quite injured, too.'
In a slow-moving stream shrouded in purple mist, Jiang Lan's robes were torn. His face and arms were covered in scrapes, and he looked utterly wretched.
His usually spotless robes were now stained with mud and blood. His long hair, once neatly tied up, now hung loose as he continuously dodged the attacks of mountain sprites and fiends.
A Jade Pendant on his person was emitting a faint glow, forming a barrier-like shield that protected his entire body.
In his hands, he clutched a number of gleaming talismans and jade stones, tossing one or two out from time to time.
Lightning flashed and flames erupted, making the gathered sprites and fiends shriek in pain. But this only fueled their ferocity. Their eyes grew even more crimson and cruel as they prowled nearby, ready to charge at any moment.
'In his hands, these Talismans can't even unleash a tenth of their power.'
