Whoosh!
The Iron Claw Magic Tool expanded in midair, growing to the size of a millstone before crashing down with the force of Mount Tai Crushes Down. Its target was unmistakably the people in the caravan.
Even Lu Wenyuan was within its area of effect.
He sighed, understanding why the fat man beside him looked so deathly pale.
Mortals—even peerless martial artists—would meet certain death if they were caught up in a battle between cultivators!
Lu Wenyuan slapped the concealed storage pouch on his person. A greenwood shield emerged, spiritual light flickering across its surface as it abruptly expanded and blocked the descending Iron Claw.
Bang!
The Iron Claw was sent flying, the spiritual light upon it wavering unsteadily.
This scene stunned not only everyone in the caravan, but even the pursuing burly man. His attack on the woman in black faltered, and he shouted, "I'm a clansman of the Qingcang Yuan Clan. Fellow Daoist, I'm truly sorry for injuring you by mistake earlier..."
"By mistake? Heh. If I really were a mortal, wouldn't I have had to meekly await death beneath your magic tool?"
Lu Wenyuan strode out, ignoring the delighted expression on the woman in black's face. "Besides... if you hadn't announced your identity, perhaps I would have let it go. But the Yuan Family? Heh... Consider yourself unlucky!"
The Yuan Family was an enemy faction of the Lu Family. Whenever disciples of the two sides encountered each other while traveling outside, they did not need to exchange a single word before engaging in magic combat to decide life or death!
Lu Wenyuan reached into his robes. In reality, he had activated the Secret History Golden Chapter and pulled a pale green second-tier spirit talisman from the void!
Second-tier talismans could generally be drawn only by second-tier talisman