"Cough, cough, cough..."
A bout of thoroughly awkward coughing rang out.
Ji Meng's laughter came to an abrupt stop.
A glimmer of light returned to Yao Yue's eyes.
Then they saw a figure appear where Shen Gui had just stood. His clothes were in tatters, yet he did not look injured in the slightest.
"A miscalculation, a miscalculation."
Facing their delighted and startled gazes, Shen Gui spoke with slight embarrassment.
It was true that he could withstand Ji Meng's attack without using a spiritual treasure, but he had to take it head-on with his body.
As for using magic power together with Mysterious Yellow Qi to block it, that was wishful thinking.
After all, he was only at the late Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, while Ji Meng was at the late Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm—a full major realm apart.
If he could block it even then, Ji Meng might as well kill himself.
Looking at the strips of cloth hanging from his body, Shen Gui awkwardly said to Yao Yue, "Fellow Daoist Silver Moon, turn around for a moment."
Yao Yue froze for a moment, then seemed to realize something. She spat lightly in embarrassment, but still turned around.
Seeing this, Shen Gui immediately used magic power to conjure another set of clothes and changed into them with lightning speed.
"All right."
Only then did Yao Yue turn back around.
Although Shen Gui appeared fine, she could not help asking, "Fellow Daoist Shen Gui, are you all right?"
Shen Gui smiled gently. "What could possibly happen to me?"
Seeing Shen Gui and Yao Yue chatting amongst themselves as though he did not exist, Ji Meng trembled with fury, yet also felt somewhat bewildered.
It was one thing for his first strike to be blocked by that turtle-shell-like spiritual treasure,