Battling Hermit

"Let's go," Hermit said before turning into a beam of light to escape.

"Did I say that you can leave?" Zhou Wen didn't chase after him as he said coldly.

Before Zhou Wen could finish his sentence, Hermit stopped.

Hermit floated in midair with a look of horror. His left arm was severed at the shoulder as blood spewed out from his stump.

When the severed arm fell from the sky, it was like tofu that had landed on invisible blades. When it landed on the ground, it had already turned into a pile of fragments.

The reason Zhou Wen didn't appear immediately wasn't that he wanted to watch Wei Ge's performance. During that period of time, he had already used the invisible sword aura to set up the Minor Heavenly Cycle Stellar Array and seal off the area.

Thankfully, Hermit was lucky. His arm was the first thing that slammed into it; if his head had hit it, he would have been split into two. He wouldn't even have the chance to react.