Tu Qi was horrified.
Three days earlier, on the day Wang Chen had agreed to the Life-and-Death Duel, he had received two treasures bestowed by the tribe's grand shaman.
Buddhist treasures from the Western Regions Buddhist sect!
One was the Nine-Ring Golden Buddhist Staff in his hand. It weighed a thousand jin and was indestructible, its power capable of shattering armor and extinguishing spells. Even a Purple Mansion cultivator empowered with body protection spells would find it difficult to withstand a single blow.
The second was the Beijia Spirit Leaf pasted against his chest!
Compared to the imposing and domineering golden Buddhist staff, this spirit leaf, thin as a cicada's wing and light as nothing, was Tu Qi's true trump card against Wang Chen.
The Beijia Spirit Leaf possessed three marvelous uses. The first was precisely to conceal one's aura and form; none below the Golden Core realm could see through it!
As a purple shaman of the Sand Tribe, Tu Qi knew very well that if he fought Wang Chen head-on with spells, then although his cultivation was higher than the latter's, he would be no match whatsoever for Wang Chen's Flying Sword.
Wang Chen's Flying Sword had become the nightmare of countless Sand People over this recent period!
Whenever many of them went hunting or traveling outside, they greatly feared a sword descending from the heavens to reap their lives.
Such swordsmanship was truly terrifying and fearsome.
Although the grand shaman had told them that Wang Chen was only so formidable by borrowing the power of a formation...
Tu Qi truly did not want to test Wang Chen's blade.
After obtaining the two Buddhist treasures, he had devised a battle strategy specifically tailored to them.
The spell Tu Qi cast as his first move appeared grand and imposing,