"Not bad, not bad. All of you are truly remarkable. If I only had this bit of strength on the surface, perhaps I really would have capsized in the gutter here." Tian Xiang's voice, clapping and laughing, reached their ears.
"What do you mean by that?"
Lin Xuan's face was full of vigilance, an ill premonition rising in his heart.
"What do I mean?"
Tian Xiang laughed. "All of you are quite good. Your trump cards are enough to make one click their tongue in wonder. But Big Brother, surely you aren't naive enough to think that I, as a Dao Ancestor, only possess that little bit of power I just displayed?"
"Do you think I wouldn't keep a trump card hidden as well?"
Tian Xiang's faint voice entered their ears, yet it could not conceal the trace of smugness contained within. "When I made my move just now, at most I used only twenty percent of my magic power, and as for the Ten Thousand Scroll Heavenly Book, I merely displayed a tiny bit of its Supernatural Power."
"What?"
Lin Xuan and the others looked at one another, their faces turning ashen to the extreme.
Twenty percent of his magic power?
If what the other side said was true, then in this battle, there would not be the slightest hope.
Was a Dao Ancestor's strength truly terrifying to such an extent?
"Hmph, judging by your expressions, you doubt what I have said. Very well, then I shall let you experience what true terror is!"
When Tian Xiang spoke up to here, his tone had already turned icy to the extreme.
He raised his right hand, and in the void, an enormous Scorpion Monster Void Shadow actually emerged.
A Dharma Image Secret Technique?
No, it had been transformed from his