The suddenly soaring momentum of Ye Lǜshou not only made Xiao Lin, who was watching from above, feel the dull pressure radiating from his body, but the shadowy figure just a few steps away bore the full brunt. That aura, mixed with killing intent and brutality, was like some primordial beast awakening, pouncing at the shadow with ferocious savagery.
His heart gave a slight tremor. That suffocating impact made the shadow instinctively want to slip aside and dodge, but just as his feet tapped the ground to evade, Ye Lǜshou's vicious surge and explosive Body Technique made a burning light leap in his narrow eyes.
Xiao Lin had no intention of jumping down to join the battle; instead he grew curious about the shadow's identity. A figure suddenly flashed through his mind, yet the name of that person seemed as if it had been erased, forever out of reach.
