Chapter 135: Mystic Medicine Sect's Adriel Lousvet, Defeated in a Single Move

It was a wasteland of yellow sand, twisted by a bizarre Illusion Array. Mark Saggus and the young man kept their eyes shut, relying only on their spiritual sense to feel the world around them. Hands rose from nowhere. Countless strange, corpse-cold hands closed in from every direction, as if they had minds of their own. They clamped around Mark's and the young man's ankles, locking them in place. Mark strained with his eyes still closed, trying to wrench himself free. He fought until his muscles...