Seeing the thirteen Azure Sun Soul-Searing Nails, a strange feeling flashed through Lu Xiaotian's heart. It seemed the blue-robed cultivator really had taken him for a ghost cultivator. This Ghostly Robe was indeed wondrous; it would make excellent cover in the future, easily causing hostile cultivators to misjudge him.
Misjudging an enemy whose cultivation was no weaker than one's own could become a fatal factor, to say nothing of the other two people lurking hungrily nearby.
Under the blue-robed cultivator's astonished gaze, the ghost cultivator in the straw rain cape reached out. Silver armor wrapped around his hand at a speed visible to the naked eye. With a mere grab into the air, he caught several Azure Sun Soul-Searing Nails in his palm. Then a treasure tower the size of a sesame seed suddenly expanded dozens, even hundreds of times, descending from above his head.
"Not a ghost cultivator!" The blue-robed middle-aged man jumped in fright. The aura released by his opponent was pure and vigorous, grand and imposing—there was not the slightest trace of the ghost clan, or anything resembling it. That seemingly ghostly aura was merely a layer of disguise.
The Azure Sun Soul-Searing Nails had failed to achieve the slightest effect. Several had even been caught barehanded, while the others were either knocked askew by his treasure tower or easily evaded by the man who merely looked like a ghost cultivator.
Caught off guard, the blue-robed middle-aged man once again brought out a small banner of Scarlet Flame Vine Ascension. He held it upright before him, and an eye-catching scarlet gem in the center of the banner burst into a streak of crimson radiance that instantly enveloped Lu Xiaotian's Demon-Suppressing Tower.
For an instant, the Demon-Suppressing Tower actually stalled in midair, creating a slight gap in Lu