Chapter 748: A Helping Hand
Chu Qian met the strike with a palm, the True Origin in his palm not yet fully condensed, when that sharp aura had already pierced straight through his palm print.
Hiss!
A fist-sized hole was torn open at the very center of that blue-gold palm print, pure yang qi leaking madly from the breach.
That spear intent did not dissipate there, but continued piercing forward through the crack in the palm print, thrusting straight toward Chu Qian's chest.
Chu Qian's pupils contracted violently, his feet tapping backward several steps in rapid succession, each step stamping a ring of blue-green ripples into the void.
He retreated seven or eight zhang before finally managing to dissolve the residual force of that spear intent.
He whirled around abruptly, looking toward that figure who had suddenly cut in from the side.
The newcomer hovered in midair, no evasion light supporting his feet at all, simply standing there suspended in the void.
His Supreme Void Dao robes snapped loudly in the wind, pale golden Dao markings flickering faintly across the fabric.