"That's Chong Xuan True Person of the Mingyuan Sect!"
Looking at the figure's back, Ling Fengzi spoke in a low voice.
Luo Chen narrowed his eyes. "Was he the one fighting Seven Horns earlier?"
Ling Fengzi nodded.
Luo Chen understood. Seven Horns had withdrawn not only because Luo Chen's Wither Bloom Dao Finger had frightened him, but also because Chong Xuan True Person had come in pursuit!
Luo Chen had been so absorbed in the fight that he had overlooked Chong Xuan True Person's arrival. Only afterward had he sensed someone watching from the shadows.
At least this meant the area was safe for now.
He flicked his fingers, releasing the hand seal he had held tight.
The spiritual energy drawn toward him lost its support and immediately dispersed.
Wind Flower Immortal stared at Luo Chen's hand, her mouth suddenly dry.
"Brother Luo, you truly have astonishing power!"
Ling Fengzi added, "You killed three demons, captured Di Tu, and drove back a Great Demon Emperor with a single finger. Among cultivators of our standing, I fear none can surpass you, Brother Luo."
Luo Chen glanced at Ling Fengzi, a faint, unreadable smile on his face.
The look left Ling Fengzi somewhat embarrassed.
Luo Chen did not pursue the matter for now. Instead, he turned to Wind Flower Immortal.
"How are things on your side?"
Wind Flower Immortal's expression changed slightly. "Can Lou has retreated, but a vast horde of demon beasts is still besieging Wind Flower Palace. I must take my leave. We'll speak later!"
"Wait!"
Luo Chen stopped her, then gave his left arm a shake.
A wisp of black energy appeared. In the blink of an eye, it swelled into a hundred-zhang dragon.
"I'm somewhat spent and can't help you personally. Let this dragon and tiger lend you