After the old monster lifted his suppression of the two—Venerable Juehu Ghost and Ghost Mother Douyin—the two old ghosts' speeds soared as they moved to surround Lu Xiaotian from both sides.
Naturally, Lu Xiaotian did not remain where he was waiting for them to arrive. His body still transformed into a gale that swept into the distance.
Venerable Juehu Ghost and Ghost Mother Douyin stared in a daze. They could sense the incomparably pure power of the wind laws.
Yet when faced with such a nimble gale, whose direction could change at any moment, they were more or less at a loss. Not only could they no longer sense Lu Xiaotian's exact position, they could not catch up to his speed either.
"Useless things." A cold reprimand came from behind. A finger formed from smoke and clouds arrived first despite setting out later, passing over the two of them and pointing straight toward the direction where the gale raged.
Buzz! As the finger-shadow sank into the gale, the gale immediately scattered into chaos, and Lu Xiaotian emerged from within it. The finger-shadow pressed against him, forcing him to retreat violently all the way backward.
Roaring, Lu Xiaotian struck out with several palms in succession. The palm imprints transformed into dragon claws that seized the finger-shadow.
What an astonishing dragon aura! It surpassed that of every dragon race he had seen before, including the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon. Only now did Venerable Juehu Ghost understand what the old monster meant when he said Lu Xiaotian was of the dragon race.
Not only was his opponent a dragon, his bloodline was also so noble that it was rarely seen in the world. Even the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon was a rare dragon that might not appear once in several epochal cycles, yet the strength