Return

Countless bolts of lightning emerged from the vortex like silver snakes rushing out in all directions.

“Not good!” The old man’s expression greatly changed. He grabbed his disciple and quickly backed up. At the same time, his other hand formed a seal and an octagonal mirror appeared before him. The mirror then began to spin rapidly

With a series of crackling sounds, countless cracks filled the mirror and it quickly shattered.

The old man didn’t have time to feel sad for the loss. He used the explosion from the mirror breaking to back up even more. However, the vicious lightning was rushing toward them.

The old man’s eyes were filled with despair. He bit his lips and pushed the girl away. “Go! Your teacher will block for you, go!”

“Teacher!” The girl’s eyes reddened and she was about to say something.