Chapter 5137 Not Worth It
- Rumble... Rumble... Another scarlet bolt roared downward.
- The middle-aged man's brush flared with dazzling gold. He swept it through the air, forming a golden barrier of vital energy, yet the moment the shield met the lightning, it shattered into sparks, and the bolt crashed straight through.
- Terror and despair filled the eyes of the cultivators behind him. They understood all too well that a single failure would doom every one of them.