The sheer pressure radiating from the rainbow was enough to make the red-robed old man's heart leap in terror. He wouldn't dare face such a blow head-on, not even if he had the courage of ten men.
"ROAR!"
The instant the rainbow descended, the red-robed old man suppressed the fear in his heart. With a great shout, his body abruptly transformed into a ball of red light and shot backward.
The red-robed old man's reaction was fast, but he had still underestimated the rainbow's speed. He had just retreated ten feet when the rainbow swept across his shoulder.
"AH—"
Struck by the rainbow, the red-robed old man let out a bizarre moan. The sound was so peculiar it made Zhaang Ye's skin crawl.
"CRACK!"
