Until!
"Be careful!"
Behind him, a fellow disciple shouted a frantic reminder.
In front of him, a fierce wind rushed toward his face.
He instinctively released his defense magic item.
However, the black airflow surged, heavy as a thousand catties, like a battering ram, fiercely striking the defense magic item.
Bang!
The magic item shattered instantly.
Not only that, the black airflow spread and enveloped him, its terrifying corrosive force melting his protective aura, vestment robe, and even his magic body into nothingness.
Junior Master Li stared blankly, watching Zhou Fuqiu brush past him.
He murmured, "Why?"
Zhou Fuqiu swept his broad sleeves, and the black curtain swallowed his remains.
He gave no answer, only charging forward, indifferent to the Nascent Soul True Masters and the powerful attacks coming at him.
This batch of Nascent Soul True Masters, except for a few, were largely unknown figures.
But being unknown did not mean they were useless.
On the contrary!
