“Where are you going little b.a.s.t.a.r.d? Today I’m going to torture you a million times. Rip up your skins and burn out your soul so that you will never enter into reincarnation.” Xuan Zhen, with his surging speed, opened his arms wide and targeted right at s.h.i.+ao Chen. At the same moment, he had already thought through numerous methods to torture s.h.i.+ao Chen and to make him so painful that s.h.i.+ao Chen would ask for death, but he wouldn’t do as s.h.i.+ao Chen wished.

Yet, at this same moment, a sudden omen of danger rose from within his heart and made it skip a beat. When he looked up, he found the panic on s.h.i.+ao Chen’s face had long gone. It was now replaced by sneer. In his hands were a pile of yellow talismans which, glistening with spiritual power, were cast right at him. 

Although with no idea of the level of those talismans, the strong sense of death forced him to pat on his forehead without hesitation to summon up an earth-yellow small s.h.i.+eld in the size of a few inches. He desperately input his spiritual power into the s.h.i.+eld, an action that instantly turned it many times bigger than the original size into a one-meter huge s.h.i.+eld in a second.