Seven Star Island Three-Tailed Snow Fox

Patriarch Kunnan's brows furrowed, and a hint of mockery surfaced on his face. He reached out, patted the top of his head, and summoned up a folded fan.

They were still several thousand li from Ice Soul Peak, so things of the five elements had not yet been restricted, and magic treasures could still be used.

The folded fan was about a foot long, pitch-black from end to end. Even with Lin Xuan's breadth of experience, he could not tell what material it had been refined from.

But it was clearly no ordinary item!

"Go!"

Patriarch Kunnan pointed at it. The folded fan snapped open with a shua, its radiance dazzling to the eye. With a gentle wave, a black whirlwind flew out from within.

The few Ice Bats at the very front bore the brunt of it and plunged headfirst into the whirlwind.

Shrill screams entered their ears. The flesh and blood of those bats was actually devoured by the whirlwind. Lin Xuan's brows drew together. What this old monster used was unexpectedly somewhat like a Ghost Path divine ability.

Bailu Boy was also visibly moved, and the look he gave the other party grew a little more solemn.

Patriarch Kunnan, however, showed excitement on his face. His hands formed an incantation gesture, and the folded fan waved nonstop. One black whirlwind after another surged out from it, and in less than a moment, it had slaughtered all several dozen demon beasts cleanly.

"Hehe, fellow Daoist truly possesses fine divine abilities." Madam Black Python tugged at the corners of her mouth and spoke somewhat unnaturally, seemingly also shaken by the other party's astonishing methods.

"Merely a petty trick." Patriarch Kunnan beckoned, and the folded fan returned to his palm.

After this small interlude, the party continued on their