Feeling the danger behind him, Xia Feng remained composed and continued to draw the bowstring.
After all, he had already filled his shadow with Blood Beasts, just waiting for the blind old man to make a move.
The same trick again.
Blood Beasts and Spirit Manipulation surged into the depths of the old man's soul simultaneously, causing his figure, lifted hammer and all, to pause.
However, what surprised Xia Feng was that the old man's spiritual power was significantly higher than that of the Viper.
Realizing that he had fallen into a trap, in less than an instant, the old man's figure engulfed in bloodfire turned into a fading afterimage, disappearing on the spot.
He reappeared in the distance, his blind and indifferent eyes gazing at the extensive shadows surrounding the man in white, which seemed to harbor a dozen or so monstrous Blood Beasts, ready to burst out of the sea of shadows to devour anyone who entered.
