"After all that nonsense, you still wanted to take action. Looks like you've forgotten who brought you up the mountain back then."
White Wolf opened his mouth and exhaled a puff of white smoke.
The smoke transformed into an arrow. After flying some distance, its attribute changed, turning into a black-purple bolt of lightning that struck toward Nian Cong, who held an iron rod ahead.
"Even the habits are the same. Could you be a Thousand Faces demon in disguise?"
A round shield behind Nian Cong spun out and precisely blocked White Wolf's breath attack. Lightning arcs exploded across the shield, becoming writhing wind serpents that curled around it and bit toward Nian Cong behind it. Feeling the feedback coming from the round shield, Nian Cong's interest was raised to the peak.
Very quickly, another spirit artifact flew out and shattered the wind serpents.
Seizing the gap, Nian Cong gripped his long rod and rapidly closed in. The spirit artifacts behind him scattered around him like satellites. Every spirit artifact radiated light of a different color. Those lights were like one Dao Domain after another, suppressing White Wolf's aura.
Boom!!
The long rod came down, smashing fiercely onto White Wolf's arm.
Two forces exploded, and both of them retreated half a step.
"Even the physical strength is the same." Feeling the feedback from the long rod, a trace of suspicion flashed across Nian Cong's face.
Could I really have gotten it wrong?
White Wolf let out a furious roar. Just as he prepared to risk his life, a fluctuation suddenly came from the sky. The two combatants simultaneously sensed a figure flying in from outside.
"Who?"
A trace of vigilance flashed in Nian Cong's eyes.
"One of our own."
Chen Luo's voice carried over from afar. The next instant, all