"Great-grandpa! Don't—"
Yu Wan's scream suddenly sounded behind her. Sikong Ye heard his little great-granddaughter's voice and understood the request in her words. Unfortunately, the move had already been used, so it was too late to retract it. If he chased after an internal energy and hit it too close, both internal energy might stab into Little Rakshasa's body.
Sikong Ye had no choice but to slap his arm. The sharp blade tilted and brushed past the back of Little Rakshasa's head. The sharp blade attacked a hundred-year-old banyan tree. The tree that many people could not hug collapsed with a loud bang.
Yu Wan's legs were about to go limp. Fortunately, such a powerful longevity technique did not land on Little Rakshasa. Otherwise, it would definitely be dead. Yu Wan walked over to see how Little Rakshasa was, but she was stopped by Sikong Ye.
Sikong Ye grabbed her wrist. "Don't go over. It's dangerous!"
