With a thunderous roar behind him, Zhang Ze hadn't the time to turn around. He could only put his hands behind him and call upon his father-in-law's sword.
The Black Sword hummed in his palm, its blade flashed with a black light, and countless Sword Qi burst forth, slashing at the silver giant.
Muttering a Taoist Technique, Zhang Ze again employed the Spirit Fusion Technique, transforming into a breeze and retreating to a distance.
By rights, his father-in-law's sword was invincible in the world, and there should be nothing it couldn't cut through.
But when Zhang Ze turned back, he saw that the silver giant stepping out from the compartment was not injured.
The body that had just been slashed by the Sword Qi transformed into a pool of liquid metal and re-integrated into its form.
At this moment, Tongtong also conveniently popped up with a reminder.
[Task completed, the old thing has been found.]
Zhang Ze, "?"
