Buzz!
A layer of gleaming white light suddenly enveloped Lu Ku.
"Gongsun Sheng!" Lu Ku's expression changed.
Since the other party had come here, then Xu Rao, Ai Ji, and the others...
He immediately stood and rushed toward Shang Huan, who lay on the ground.
Buzz buzz buzz!
The Spiritual Light surrounding his body suddenly trembled.
Lu Ku felt as though he had stepped into a swamp. An enormous, viscous pressure filled the area around him.
It kept growing stronger. After taking only one step, he was frozen in place.
Lu Ku frowned and repeatedly scanned his surroundings from within the halo.
If not for this layer of Spiritual Light, he would have become like Yu Lin, the burly man—like a mosquito trapped in amber, utterly unable to move.
His expression changed. With a turn of his right hand, a palm-sized Black Gourd appeared.
He drew his right index finger across his left palm, and blood immediately welled up.
He then pressed the gourd against his left palm.
The blood that should have dripped from the edge of his hand was instantly sucked back in, slipping into the Black Gourd with a hiss and vanishing.
The next moment, accompanied by a string of awkward Incantations, the top of the gourd suddenly glowed scarlet.
Poof!
A mass of Azure Flame suddenly flew from the gourd. Centered on Lu Ku, it spread outward in a whirlpool.
Even the air warped from the heat. Wooden tables and stools turned to ash the instant they were touched.
The flames seemed alive. They bypassed Yu Lin, yet split off a mass that pounced directly at Shang Huan.
The rest of the flames spread outward violently, on the verge of bursting through the room.
Woo woo woo!
A low howl suddenly rang out.
A sheet of