Advance and Retreat, the Traitor's Identity

"One-Foot Heavenly Infant..." Golden Silkworm Snow Lady froze at those words, immediately recalling the gap that now existed between herself and Wei Tu.

Her red lips pressed together as she raised her head to look at Wei Tu and Lion King Lou, who had already fled high into the sky.

Compared with Lion King Lou's pale complexion, Wei Tu appeared far more at ease. With only a few casual taps of his paired fingers, he repeatedly dispelled Lion King Lou's divine-sense attacks.

It was as though Lion King Lou was not an opponent of the same realm at all, but an overconfident junior who had rashly challenged him.

"Fellow Daoist Wen's divine sense is already sufficient to stand shoulder to shoulder with this poor nun's." At this moment, Abbess Lan, who had silently watched the battle, suddenly spoke. Pressing her palms together, she uttered those words.

As soon as those words fell—

The Spirit Transformation cultivators present were immediately taken aback, their faces more or less revealing astonishment.

Their thoughts had been much the same as Lion King Lou's. They had all believed Wei Tu was merely putting up a strong front and was not nearly as powerful as he appeared.

His divine sense might surpass Lion King Lou's, but surely not by much.

Yet... Abbess Lan could not possibly be lying. She had no reason to deceive them.

The victor would become clear soon enough.

But just as they were thinking this, a thunderous crack suddenly rang out from the sky—Lion King Lou, who had been confronting Wei Tu and fighting him in the air, had his robes instantly shattered. He spewed blood and flew backward like a kite with its string cut, slamming viciously into a distant hill.

Meanwhile, Wei Tu in the distance still looked as though