245 The Bedraggled Can Ye

Near the imperial palace. 

Baangg!! 

A figure was thrown away like a kite with broken strings. He was an old man with a sage-like appearance and long white hair. 

A small line of blood trickled down the old man's lips after that exchange. He stared at the evil creature hovering not far away from his direction. The evil being was holding a rusted scythe as he stared back at the old man with a mocking look on his decayed face.

"You are quite strong for a newly ascended Nascent God Realm expert, but you could still not defeat me even in my weakened state. If only I had all my powers, then you won't be standing in front of me anymore. Kekeke!" The evil creature laughed in a creepy manner as a cluster of dark and menacing aura enveloped its figure, making it look even more terrifying.