Reinforcements Arrive for a Standoff; Shattering the Illusion, She Draws Her Bow and Declares Suppression

Wind swept dust through the street corner as Tang San and the others shot over like arrows. Dai Mubai was the first to unleash his White Tiger Spirit, its claws gleaming coldly as they pointed straight at Mo Xuan. Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda was already floating above her palm, and two beams of enhancement light instantly wrapped around Tang San and Dai Mubai.

Everyone's expressions tightened. Lin Zhixia stood three steps from Mo Xuan's side, her eyes tightly shut and her brows faintly furrowed. Pale red Nightmare Flame Mist curled around her body, and even the fingers hanging at her sides trembled unconsciously. She was clearly still trapped within the illusion. Mo Xuan, meanwhile, leaned on his bloodstained Mysterious Iron Spear. Black-red light flickered around the bone in his left leg, while a hunter's smug smile rested on his face.

"Give Zhi Xia back!" Tang San's voice was as cold as ice. The Blue Silver Emperor stirred restlessly in his palm, thorns at the ends of its vines pressed against the ground, ready to strike at any moment. Oscar gripped the freshly copied Soft Bone Lock sausage, staring nervously at Lin Zhixia. "Mo Xuan, what kind of ability is sneaking up on someone with underhanded tricks?"

Mo Xuan sneered and lightly tapped Lin Zhixia's shoulder with the tip of his spear. The Nightmare Flame Mist rippled, making Lin Zhixia's body sway slightly. "Give her back?" He raised a brow, his tone brimming with arrogance. "Ever since the battle at Canglan Academy, I've been searching for her for so long. Now that I've finally found an opponent whose strength matches mine, why should I hand over such excellent 'prey' to you?"

His words carried through the air and into the illusion. At that moment, Lin Zhixia stood before