One Move Short, Achieving the Nascent Soul Great Dao

Demon Emperor Tiebi, with a wisp of white beard hanging from his face, looked at Li Mufeng with a faint smile, then gently shook his head and said:

"Fellow Daoist Li, you misunderstand. There is no life-and-death enmity between me and your sect, and obstructing another's tribulation defies the Heavenly Dao. This old man has cultivated for thousands of years; how could I so easily stain myself with such karma?

"I came here today only because I had long heard of your great name and wished to exchange a few moves with you. This old man has no interest in anything else."

"If Fellow Daoist Tiebi wishes to spar with me, why go to the trouble of coming all the way to Mount Guyang? I have important matters to attend to today and cannot fight. Just name a time, and I will certainly pay you a visit another day to seek your guidance."

Hearing Li Mufeng's reply, Demon Emperor Tiebi waved his hand. "Fellow Daoist Li, I came here today at someone else's request. Whether you wish to fight or not is no longer up to you."

The moment he finished speaking, Demon Emperor Tiebi opened his mouth and spat out several streams of water toward Li Mufeng. Those streams, initially no more than small brooks, swiftly became surging rivers, sweeping both Li Mufeng and Demon Emperor Molong beside him into a watery prison.

Li Mufeng immediately controlled the magic treasure before him to block the surrounding currents, intending to rely on brute force to break out of the water prison.

Yet although the water released by Demon Emperor Tiebi looked no different from ordinary river water, its flow was incredibly violent. Even the magic treasure in Li Mufeng's hand could not force it apart at once, and he could