Feeling the terrifying strike from behind, the heart of Master Xuantian sank instantly, knowing that he might not be able to fend it off. Delayed at this mont, it was too late to dodge, and he could only raise the Mystical Ruler in his hand, guiding a ray of brilliance and waving it backward.
Crack.
With just one strike, the top-quality Spirit Weapon in his hand fractured into cracks, and a surge of impact swept over, sending him flying backward.
At the sa ti, the purple ghostly light rely dimd slightly, continuing its slash towards him from the air.
Seeing Master Xuantian in peril, about to lose his life under this strike, a familiar voice ca.
"Heavenly Lake Eight Strikes!"
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!!!
The white mist churned instantly, and eight visibly discernible palm imprints erupted from the mist, eting the horizontally slashing purple ghostly light. After eight successive collisions, each palm imprint shattered, and when the final palm imprint was broken, the purple glow finally dimd and then shattered and disappeared.
The figure of the Lord of Tianhu Island erged from the nearby white mist, casting a glance at the foreign race’s blue-black silhouette in the distance.
"Go!"
He wasted no words, his face grave as he spoke solemnly to Master Xuantian.
Master Xuantian also spoke no more, and the two imdiately joined forces, fleeing into the distance.
"Adding another ant is still an ant, do you think you can escape like this?!"
The foreign race, seeing Master Xuantian saved by the Lord of Tianhu Island, grew utterly ice-cold in expression, with a hint of anger in his eyes.
Buzz!!
In an instant, a surge of blue-black aura erged from him, while his own energy abruptly surged.
It was the Secret Technique he had practiced. When unleashed, even a Divine Under Fifth Rank master could barely withstand him temporarily. Initially, while pursuing Master Xuantian, he hadn’t wanted to use this trump card move, but now that another presence not too far off from Master Xuantian, and possibly stronger in physique and foundation, had erged, he was unwilling to have more complications!
With his aura surging, the blue-black foreign race soared up like a great goose, stirring up massive waves within the white mist, chasing down Master Xuantian and the Lord of Tianhu Island, his speed greatly enhanced, almost catching up to them in an instant!
"Trouble!"
"Master Xuantian, where on earth did you attract this monster from?!"
The Lord of Tianhu Island’s face also changed suddenly, feeling startled and alard, he couldn’t help but speak.
When he had just intervened to rescue Master Xuantian, this foreign race being, though powerful, was still within a range they could barely handle, and he was confident they could manage it by joining forces. However, now that the opponent’s aura had surged, it seed to have risen to another level!
Master Xuantian also showed a bitter smile. Indeed, these foreign beings were never simple; he had truly been too reckless. The Da Xuan World had never birthed any God Realm entity, and in terms of foundation, it was far from able to contend with these foreign races.
But.
At this mont, both Master Xuantian and the Lord of Tianhu Island suddenly froze.
Because ahead, the white mist silently parted, and a figure slowly stepped out from it, approaching them. Clad in a green garnt, the figure was one both Master Xuantian and the Lord of Tianhu Island were all too familiar with.
"Daoist, Island Master, seem like you two have encountered so trouble?"
The figure erging from the white mist was none other than Chen Mu, who stood still, looking at Master Xuantian and the Lord of Tianhu Island, speaking calmly.
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