Battle
Liu Chang's ink-colored pupils held a powerful pull, as if they could suck the souls of anyone who looked into them. The people below avoided meeting his Ink Pupils, unnerved by their eerie power.
Jiang Yun Ting frowned. "What cultivation technique is this man practicing? How can it be so bizarre?"
He Han instinctively shook his head. "I don't know. There's something strange about that power. It doesn't seem like a normal method of attack."
Jiang Yun Ting sighed and looked toward Bi Fan. The latter had his eyes tightly shut and didn't seem to be affected much by those Ink Pupils.
All he could do was silently pray, I hope you can withstand it this time, too.
In the air, Bi Fan put away his Taiyi Sword and clasped his hands before his chest. Threads of brilliant golden light spilled from the gap between his palms.
Gradually, the golden light seemed to spread beyond his hands, enveloping his entire body. In truth, however, the glow didn't come from the Mountain Sea Scroll Art he cultivated. It came from the protection of Xiao Lian's Dragon Sable scales.
The two forces had merely overlapped by chance, making it look as though the light had spread from his palms to cover his whole body.
In the Sea of Consciousness, Xiao Lian said gravely, "In a moment, hand your world of consciousness over to me. I'll check whether the aura on this man is really what I suspect."
"Okay." Bi Fan nodded without hesitation. He trusted Xiao Lian and Dragon Sable without reservation.
Soon, the powerful Soul Power attack reached Bi Fan's soul world, only to have all its threat dispelled by a layer of golden light. Liu Chang even faintly felt his Soul Power being reflected back at him!
"This... This