Tian Duanjiang's figure flashed, appearing in front of Jiang Shouzhong.
But before his palm could strike down, the person sitting cross-legged in front of him suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Tian Duanjiang was startled, and a strong sense of alarm surged in his heart. Just as he was about to turn around and swing his fist, his hair was grabbed by someone, and his entire body rose into the air like an uprooted onion before slamming heavily to the ground.
Jiang Shouzhong's sudden move caught Tian Duanjiang off guard.
He had been cautious enough.
When he arrived, he had secretly checked the surroundings, confirming there were no formations or traps of the like before he showed himself.
Yet at this moment, he, a cultivator of the Sanctum Ascension Realm, was grabbed by the hair and thrown to the ground by a cultivator of the Heaven Desolation Boundary. Though he had seen countless wonders, his brain still crashed on the spot.
