บท 922: Guard

Liang Zhu, in a mansion outside the city.

Tens of human girls wearing veils had been singing and inducing, leering at Dishi Cha, who sat in a cluster of flowers, drinking by himself.

Dishi Cha raised his head, looking at the direction of Sky Pillar.

When the sky-shaking bang came, he saw dense rosy clouds pushed out by fierce airflows, and large puffs of fire sparkles rising because of the friction of the air. Dishi Cha slapped on his lap excitedly and growled, ‘Done!’.

The sky was darkened, while surrounding natural powers were turned into a mess. Dishi Cha was a powerful one, yet even he felt it hard to breathe, as if he was soaked in water. The disordered natural powers clashed against each other, causing tiny electric bolts in the air.

Gusts of wind blew over from all directions, bumping into each other and raising different sized columns of air streams. Dishi Cha dropped the wine pot and darted straight into the sky, followed by a blood-red light stream.