One by one, Wind-Fire Qilins spread their wings and burst out, their four hooves trampling as wind and fire surged forth. The laws Hu Yiyin had cultivated consisted of only two types. Besides wind, even his fire laws had nearly reached the realm of great perfection. The two forces had fused together even more thoroughly.
These Wind-Fire Qilins ran rampant through the God-Severing Mist. In the blink of an eye, they had wrapped Lu Xiaotian in layer upon layer, repeatedly charging into him. In terms of might, they were far stronger than the sound-wave attacks He Qinxiang had unleashed with her pipa.
Amid the Wind-Fire Qilins' roars, Lu Xiaotian sensed an enormous force of devouring. Wherever they passed, floating rubble and other debris in the void were sucked into the Qilins' gaping mouths and devoured.
A trace of gravity flashed through Lu Xiaotian's eyes. Hu Yiyin's strength was no weaker than Wang Ziqing's, and he was even more cautious in his actions. With the other two supporting him, the destructive power he displayed could not be underestimated.
Lu Xiaotian had been weaving through the three-way assault all along. This time, however, he did not deliberately show weakness. After all, he had already slain Wang Ziqing and so many Heavenly Immortal experts. The three before him were already extremely cautious. Even if Lu Xiaotian showed weakness again, they would only assume he was playing tricks and would never give him an opening to exploit.
At this moment, the battle power Lu Xiaotian erupted with under the three-way assault was even greater than Wang Ziqing's. Only then did his performance seem normal in their eyes.
The God-Severing Mist around Lu Xiaotian churned like a golden lake stirred by wind and clouds. Wind-Fire Qilins roared without cease, and everything in the surrounding void—whether