"Junior Brother! Do not be impulsive!
In this junior brother's view, this person's cultivation is no lower than mine."
Jin Zha froze upon hearing this, feeling somewhat baffled, yet brushed it aside and immediately said to the white-haired man, "Halt! You wicked scoundrel who killed our Junior Brother Wu Ji, today I shall avenge him."
With that, Jin Zha gripped his sword and charged at the white-haired man to slay him.
While Jin Zha and the white-haired man engaged in a fierce battle, the black-haired man proved remarkably sporting, showing zero intention of stepping forward to interfere.
He simply watched quietly.
"Strange,
this person's combat awareness is truly terrifying. Even though his cultivation is clearly a bit inferior to Junior Brother Jin Zha's, he is stubbornly withstanding his damage," Yin Jiao said in amazement.
"That is still not the strangest part; the strangest part is the power he displays, which differs from our methods of cultivation.
It looks nothing like the methods of our Chan Sect, nor is it like the methods of those heterodox paths," Yang Jian said, his third eye radiating a beam of light.
Jiang Ziya furrowed his brow in thought. "Something is not right. Previously, when Wu Ji fought this person, he also traded blows evenly with him in a hard-fought match. How is it that now, with Jin Zha stepping in, it remains exactly the same?"
"Indeed! Doesn't Jin Zha usually prefer to directly unleash the Dragon Binding Stakes in combat?
Why has he started fighting that person with a sword instead?" Wei Hu asked in puzzlement.
"It matters not. Eldest Brother's cultivation is superior to that fellow's. Whether he uses the Dragon Binding Stakes or the sword, he will surely capture that wicked scoundrel who aids tyranny," Mu Zha said confidently.
"Not good!