The purple mist churned more and more violently, and from within came the faint rumble of thunderous booms. Lin Xuan circulated spiritual power to his eyes. Since his divine sense could not reach far, he might as well try the divine ability of the Spirit Eye Technique.
With the support of magic power, his vision sharpened greatly. Though he still could not see through the purple mist, at the very least, everything within a dozen or so zhang around him was now crystal clear.
A moment later, a thoughtful look appeared on Lin Xuan's face. Just then, a thunderclap rang in his ears.
"Not good—dodge!"
Purple light blazed dazzlingly. A bolt of lightning as thick as a child's arm condensed from the purple mist and came stabbing down viciously.
The first to bear the brunt was Tian Xiaojian!
At this life-and-death instant, this disciple of the Supreme Demon of Extreme Evil could no longer afford to hide his strength. Black light flashed all over his body, and an astonishing Killing Intent immediately spread in every direction.
With a slight tremble of his shoulders, a streak of white light flew from his sleeve. After it took form, it turned out to be a shield refined from human bones.
Accompanied by the ghostly fog all around, it carried an indescribably eerie feeling.
Boom!
The lightning struck it. The White Bone Shield trembled without cease, yet it stubbornly blocked the blow.
Ye Qingcheng was both shocked and furious. He shot a vicious glare at the head of the Liu Family. This boy with that surname cultivated such bizarre techniques—he was clearly a Demon Cultivator without a doubt. That old fox Liu Junhao had actually deceived him by saying the boy was his nephew. Since when had the Liu Family colluded with demonic cultivators?