Seeing the white-bearded old man trying to escape, Wang Yan raised his hand and grabbed towards the white-bearded old man in the void.
A giant hand suddenly appeared behind the white-bearded old man, clenched into a fist, and grabbed towards him.
The white-bearded old man suddenly felt the darkness behind him. He hurriedly turned his head and immediately spotted the giant hand.
At that moment, the white-bearded old man was so frightened his soul almost flew away. Although he wanted to take out his magical treasure to resist, the immense pressure from the hand slowed his movements, making it impossible to retrieve it.
The white-bearded old man was amazed. Even if Wang Yan was a High-Tier Demon Venerable with a powerful magical treasure, how could his spell be so formidable?
But there was no time to think, so he gritted his teeth and shouted out loud.
A "bang" was heard, and the white-bearded old man's right arm exploded into a blood mist.
