"That's more like it—that's the image a villain ought to have!" Lu Zheng nodded in satisfaction.
"Lu, be careful. This alluring corpse cultivates a secret art of the black blood path, taking the sword down an unorthodox path. She excels at manipulating an opponent's qi and blood," Ao Yun warned.
As expected of a true dragon of the East Sea—she really knew a lot.
The moment Ao Yun issued her warning, Lu Zheng felt as though something had seized hold of the qi and blood within him. His blood stalled, and the circulation of his Dharma power became sluggish.
At the same time, Snow Robe Lady moved, turning into an afterimage as she shot straight at Lu Zheng.
"Don't interfere. Let me handle this!"
Lu Zheng shouted, causing Si Lingxi to close her slightly parted lips again and swallow back the Phoenix Divine Fire she had been about to unleash.
Snow Robe Lady's Dao Comprehension was greater than Lu Zheng's, and she was stronger than him, but she was still within the limits of what he could endure.
Where else could he find such a good opponent? Lu Zheng patted his gourd, and the Five-Colored Dragon Scale Armor instantly clad his body, dispelling in an instant the influence Snow Robe Lady had somehow imposed within him through her secret art.
"What?" Snow Robe Lady was startled.
Before this, Snow Robe Lady had judged Lu Zheng, Ao Yun, and Ao Run to possess only around a thousand years of Dao Comprehension. Shen Ying and Liu Qingyan were somewhat weaker, while everyone else was as insignificant as insects.
Thus, Snow Robe Lady had not feared them in the slightest. Even with one hand, she could have wiped them all out.
Yet she had not expected Lu Zheng to have grown so much