These silver rays gradually gathered into a tranquil silver halo. Behind Lu Xiaotian, it shone so brightly that he seemed like an innocent child beneath the sun.
"Silver Astral Demon Subduing!" Lu Xiaotian calmly called out the name and pointed forward. The silver light behind him swayed lightly. Though it appeared slow, in the blink of an eye it had passed over Lu Xiaotian and blocked the gray-white wave of light.
Within the gray-white wave, several demon heads shrieked incessantly, as though they had encountered their natural nemesis.
Sizzle—when the silver light's demon-subduing halo collided with the gray-white wave, it was like water meeting fire. A pungent plume of smoke rose as the two burned against each other with a sizzling sound.
"Friend, what impressive skill. Have you come for the Buddhist treasure in the ancient tomb? If so, we might well join forces and explore the tomb. You take the Buddhist treasure, and we take the corpse-ghost artifact. How does that sound?" the lame Yin-Yang freak shrieked. His voice mingled the astonishment and fear of a man and a woman, making any ordinary person feel deeply uncomfortable just hearing it.
"You know about the Buddhist treasures in this ancient tomb as well?" Lu Xiaotian's movements paused, and he withdrew part of the Silver Astral Demon-Subduing Halo. In truth, even if he had not withdrawn it, he could not have dealt the Yin-Yang lame freak a heavy blow. The Silver Astral Demon-Subduing Halo had not yet been fully refined; Lu Xiaotian had merely intended to test it. He had not expected it to suppress the demon heads within the lame freak's gray-white wave so effectively. However, this person's magic power was also extraordinarily profound. The incomplete Silver Astral Demon-Subduing Halo could do nothing to him. Yet seeing that his demon