The worst-case scenario, indeed, had arisen.
The eighteen immortals didn't care about Mr. White's life or death in the slightest. Their mission was to kill Ethan Smith!
"The Cloud Sect is really ruthless." Ethan coldly said.
Mr. White was sweating profusely. At this point, he had no choice at all.
"Since that's the case, you can only die." Ethan leaned to Mr. White's ear and coldly said.
Ethan's finger lightly tapped the radiance, aiming directly at Mr. White's forehead!
At this critical moment, Mr. White decisively abandoned his body, and his primordial spirit fled!
A void shadow stood in mid-air, his face extremely ugly, and his whole body trembling non-stop.
"That was close, nearly destroyed both body and spirit..." Mr. White shakily said.
Ethan's brow furrowed as he looked at the corpse in front of him and couldn't help but sneer, "Mr. White, you sure can run fast."