Daoist Fang crashed headlong into the forest, shattering a swath of ancient trees.0

A muffled groan sounded amid the broken branches and crushed grass. Covered in leaves and brambles, he staggered to his feet in disarray, shaking his head as if still dazed.0

Moments later, clarity returned. Raising his hand, he saw that the life-saving spirit talisman bestowed by his master had already shattered, its power spent.0

He had long suspected ill intent. Even after sensing danger early and retreating in advance, he had still been caught in the blast. Only his master’s talisman had preserved his life.0

"So this is the Landou Sect’s secret Dao Technique, the Lightning Control Technique?" Muttering to himself, Daoist Fang’s face turned pale as he looked toward the battlefield. 0

Lightning still flooded the center. Though...0