Qin Xuan's scalp went numb with terror. Without a second thought, a bloody light erupted from beneath his feet as he activated Ghost Shadow Seven Kills once more.
His entire body became a blurry streak of blood, instantly shooting dozens of yards to the side.
Almost at the exact moment he vanished, the space where he had been standing suddenly caved in!
VMM!
A golden Talisman, seemingly made of neither gold nor jade and shimmering with a gentle cyan glow, appeared out of thin air.
"Sanqing Guardian, suppress!"
A visible ripple of cyan light violently spread out, like an invisible boulder crashing into a lake.
The air grew viscous. Even the residual Blood Qi from the afterimage of Qin Xuan's Blood Escape was smoothed away by this immense suppressive force.
'Foundation Establishment Spiritual Pressure, and a Second-tier Treasure Talisman!'
The triple suppression weighed down on Qin Xuan's heart like three great mountains.
