The shining tiger-shaped saber glare pounced out of the pyramid like a spirit. Since Happy and the old zither player were in the forefront, they experienced its most powerful charge, and they could also sense how threatening it was.
This time, the saber glare was even more powerful and fierce. It came at them at lightning speed, and they did not have the chance to react to it. The ghastly and brutal presence crashed viciously into them.
"No!"
The old zither player was the first to have his expression change.
At the moment the powerful wind crashed into them, the old zither player's power in the dao of heaven circulated with a bang, and it negated most of the damage in his body.
He brought the dilapidated zither out from his sleeves with a whoosh and started playing it madly.
Slap!