Just then, Xuanzang's startled cry rang in Lu Wuji's ears. The Old Monk hadn't said anything so full of earthly flavor in years, but this time he'd let slip a bawdy remark.
Lu Wuji, Ning Wanren, and Xue Kuangye all sprang to their feet, finally unable to hold themselves back.
They saw five bolts of thunder crash against the wall of flames Xu Yi had conjured, yet fail to advance an inch.
And Xu Yi had split into two. Another Xu Yi stood beside his true body—and it was clearly his corpse.
They had all seen Xu Yi's corpse before. It had been no different from an ordinary corpse, but the one before them now looked as if it had been carved from the finest jade, with a radiant solar halo growing between its brows.
As soon as the jade body appeared, its surging demonic might seemed ready to pierce heaven and earth.
"The Glazed Jade Body? That's impossible! Impossible! How could this be...?"
Third Uncle Feng was practically roaring.
Feng Da, Feng San, Feng Si, and Elder Xi all stared wide-eyed, speechless.
The Glazed Jade Body was something found only in ancient texts, even in the Immortal Realm.
And this was the lower realm! Even if this man really was from the Silver Venerable's residence, how wasteful would Silver Venerable have to be to send someone with a Glazed Jade Body as an envoy to the lower realm?
Before the Feng family had recovered from their shock, a terrifying net of flames seemed to descend from the sky, trapping them all inside a cage of fire.
At last, Xu Yi had completely switched from defense to offense.
"For this battle, we must give everything we have! If this man doesn't die, our clan is doomed!"
Third Uncle Feng shouted