"Hmph!"
Ren Feng let out a cold snort, True Qi surging from his hand into the pendant, tyrannically wiping out every trace of aura within. That illusory shadow tried to resist, but under Ren Feng's True Qi, it didn't even have time to let out a wail before it dispersed in midair.
The old man from the Dark Council had his pupils constrict, his face full of terror. Just as he was about to move, Ren Feng suddenly reached out, grabbed him by the throat, and lifted him straight up.
"Cough, cough—!"
The old man struggled, part of his body turning directly into a mass of mist, trying to escape Ren Feng's right hand, but no matter what he did, he couldn't break free.
Just as Ren Feng was about to snap this old man's neck, all of a sudden he felt several attacks coming from his left.
"Thousand-Layer Ice Spikes!"
The woman roared, and in front of her, ice spikes appeared one after another, madly stabbing toward Ren Feng.
