"If we keep staying on this side of the Xuanyong Battlefield, Fellow Daoist Wang and I will sooner or later die beneath the heavenly tribulation. If you refuse to comply, then aside from fighting you, we have no other choice."
Hu Qingping's gaze turned even colder. She spoke far more bluntly than Wang Tianzhong. "You were lucky to escape the clutches of the Demon Executioner and the others, but you must be badly injured. If you know what's good for you, hand over the Dharma Mirror Immortal Pill and the Dharma Mirror Leaf. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."
"Then let me see just how rude you can be." Since they had already set their minds on this, even if Lu Xiaotian handed over what he had, they would still make him take the lead when danger came later. He wouldn't get anything out of it.
Wang Tianzhong's face darkened. He swept out a hand, and five black talismans appeared in midair. Each contained a tiger-man holding a golden bell. They had only upper bodies, but their builds were exceptionally powerful.
Wang Tianzhong pointed repeatedly. The black talismans opened like portals, and the tiger-men drifted out. Their massive tiger paws pounded against the golden bells.
A succession of deep tiger roars rang out, like the pounding of heavy war drums. Each beat struck at the depths of one's heart, and even the qi and blood in Lu Xiaotian's body could not help but surge in response.
Behind Hu Qingping, a full moon rose. Moonlight poured down like water, and within the moon seemed to lie an endless ocean. Wave after wave of invisible water surged toward him.
"Moon-Tide Iceflow?" A flicker of surprise passed through Lu Xiaotian's eyes. He pressed a palm toward the empty air, and a three-headed,