Chapter 157: Unsporting
Although the Great Warlock had suffered severe injuries, he paid no heed to the Dao arts cast by the young masters and ladies, focusing all his efforts on confronting Wei Yuan. The dead branch filled him with indescribable terror; had it not been for the immense shadow holding him down, the Great Warlock would have risked severe damage to his Avatar to break free from it.
Little did he know that when the barrage of pathetic Dao arts struck his body, the Great Warlock suddenly let out a painful scream. To his shock, every spell inflicted pain that pierced right through his soul!
He was both stunned and enraged. Could it be that every single one of these people was a Chosen One? But if they were, then how could their cultivation be so meager?
The Great Warlock had long since realized that most of Wei Yuan’s current power stemmed from external enhancements, and such terrifying enhancements could not possibly last. A snake’s endurance was legendary, so he was planning to bide his time until Wei Yuan’s enhancements had faded. He would then find an opportunity to make a sudden break for freedom. But now, pounded by so many Dao arts, even his Avatar was wavering from the sheer pain. The wound where the dead branch had pierced the python’s head was beginning to show signs of disintegration as well.
He abandoned all dignity and screamed, “Phantom, save me!”
A sweet, syrupy voice rang in Wei Yuan’s ears then. “This isn’t right, little big brother! Why don’t you let him go? We promise to withdraw right away!”
A figure shrouded entirely in a hooded cloak appeared at Wei Yuan’s side. It seemed to be appearing and vanishing constantly and drifting erratically. Above its head, ripples of water with a shadow here and there had taken form.
It was another Great Warlock!
Before she could utter a second word, the vast shadow above Wei Yuan’s head suddenly solidified. The next moment, a mountain-like pressure rendered her unable to move!