The middle-aged man landed on the ground, his right arm flew away, red blood splattered, and he staggered, his face pale.
His hair was disheveled, and he suddenly looked up, his eyes shooting out cold light filled with anger and hatred, staring at Shi Hao, while the copper hall above his head roared.
Immortal energy flowed one after another, auspicious light flourishing, enveloping him protectively.
"Desolate!"
His gaze was fierce. Originally, he should have had the demeanor of a True Immortal because he came from the Immortal Hall, inheriting a true Immortal legacy, but now he only bore malice.
At this moment, the middle-aged man joined his hands to form a seal, performing an unparalleled technique, creating the Immortal Human Seal. A magnificent figure emerged behind him, a phantom of an Immortal Human resonating with him, also affecting the copper hall above him.
