"Good!"
Standing off to the side, Lin Xuan agreed without the slightest hesitation.
Then he raised his right hand and swung it down viciously. A dazzling silver Sword Qi, fully over a hundred feet long and terrifying in its momentum, slashed fiercely toward the Old Devil.
When Venerable Ten Thousand Beasts saw this, joy stirred in his heart, but a moment later, a trace of doubt appeared. Why was the power of this Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure so much weaker than he had originally expected?
This was far from enough to kill the Old Devil. He could not help turning his head in alarm and suspicion, only to discover a flash of azure light around Lin Xuan's body; he had already vanished from where he stood.
Then, beside Ten Thousand Beasts, spatial ripples stirred, and Lin Xuan abruptly appeared.
"Brother Ten Thousand, the spirit treasure's power isn't enough to kill the Old Devil. Let's attack together."
A trace of vexation showed on Lin Xuan's face. With a flick of his sleeve, a pair of dazzling Silver Rings shot out. He gripped them in both hands and poured surging magic power into them.
When Venerable Ten Thousand Beasts saw this, his suspicions vanished as well, and he secretly laughed at himself for being too cautious. With such a great enemy before them, as long as the other party did not want to fall here, how could he possibly harbor second thoughts?
He said no more. Opening his great mouth, he spat out an ice-blue Flying Dagger, while the spell arts in one hand shifted, constantly pouring spiritual power into it.
Roar!
An earth-shaking bellow entered their ears. In the distance, where Poison Dragon Old Ancestor was, black fog blotted out the entire sky, its momentum terrifying to the extreme. Then blood-red light