"An opportunity?"
Venerable Xiongjian pondered, then gave two bitter laughs.
The Lord of the Underworld sat amid an army of ten thousand, guarded by fleets of mighty warships.
Though those ships might not withstand Three Flowers powers like them, and were merely slow-moving "tree stumps," with the grand formation stabilized, they still had one or two merits. They would have to be broken through by force.
Unfortunately, the cultivator blocking their path was no ordinary person.
If they could not get within arm's reach, they would instead lose their chance.
When the left and right sides fell into peril, their cultivation would soon be cut down.
"How can we face the Lord of the Underworld if we cannot pass this hurdle? Fellow Daoist, do not hide your skill. I know you possess a secret Buddhist technique."
Venerable Xiongjian stretched as he spoke, then changed tack. "This is, after all, my clan's Coastal City. I shall immediately send out invitations of light and ask the clan elders to act, helping us capture this fiend!"
As he spoke, he burned the ritual slip, chanted true names, and performed the rite to summon the various Daoists of the Nether Clan.
Yan Huasheng's brow tightened. He had come to discuss matters with Venerable Xiongjian in hopes of seizing the divine weapon after defeating the Lord of the Underworld, thereby taking another step forward. If the Nether Clan came out in full force, then even if the Soul Banner divine weapon was defeated, it would never fall into his hands. Would that not create another great enemy for him?
The more he considered it, the more he felt something was wrong.
How could he still have any intention of using some Buddhist secret technique? While Venerable Xiongjian was burning the slip, he was about to