Amid the billowing yellow wind.
A figure drifted in and out of sight, impossible to track.
Yet his gaze remained fixed upon the distant battlefield.
"Among the seven, the three Great Cultivators are the most troublesome. As for the other four, whether Bai Xuanjun, Purple Robe Marquis, or the Hidden Sword Manor Lord, all have been renowned experts for many years."
"Only this man has an unfamiliar face and an unknown origin."
"Judging from the series of actions he took when entering the Yin-Yang Realm just now, he specializes in body tempering. And when he opened the Imitation Life and Death Gate, he expended far too much strength."
"A Body Refinement Cultivator, with excessive expenditure..."
Golden Lion Second Ancestor mulled over these details, gradually growing confident.
Starting with this man should be the easiest course.
Afterward, he could gather his strength and awaken more Golden Dragon Lions to deal with the others.
Yet under his watchful gaze, the situation within the Yellow Wind Formation gradually began to seem amiss.
"This man seems a little too strong!"
The Life-Stealing Golden Feather excelled at piercing.
But in Luo Chen's hands, it was wielded like a long whip, incomparably sharp.
Amid crackling snaps, it writhed like a swimming dragon, whistling through the air.
With every lash, cracks appeared upon a Golden Dragon Lion. Then, as the golden feather swept away, the Golden Dragon Lion shattered inch by inch like porcelain.
Two phantom images danced across the earth. No matter how numerous the Golden Dragon Lions were, they could not harm them in the slightest.
As Luo Chen swung the Life-Stealing Golden Feather, he kept his focus taut, constantly watching the changes around him.
His powerful Divine Sense silently spread out.
It seized upon every fleeting opening.
"Are you hiding that well?"
Luo Chen's