No match for him?
Chen Yi offered no comment. He hovered in the sky, his expression cold and solemn. The Five-Fold Spear in his hand had lost the dark sheen of refined iron and now glittered gold, strands of gold-and-silver spear intent curving around it.
Like an immortal.
Chen Yi's breathing slowed considerably. With each breath, Heaven and Earth Spirit Qi rose and fell like surging tides.
The dark clouds above seemed to churn with his breathing, lightning cracking across the heavens, bolt after bolt.
Across a thousand li, light flashed and thunder boomed. From afar, it looked like a heavenly tribulation.
Muhage and the others were leading their forces back, worrying over how to contact Wenkela, when they saw this sight.
Even from a thousand li away, he could still feel that wild, domineering presence in the distance-blood energy, and the wailing of heaven and earth.
"Pick up the pace! Get there as quickly as possible!"
Muhage ordered the Barbarian Tribe warriors to hurry after him while he took Asutai ahead.
Asutai gazed at the distant clouds, vaguely making out a sesame-seed-sized figure. He could not help asking, "Father, is that-"
Muhage's face darkened. With his strength, he could naturally see the scene a thousand li away. Though he could not see clearly, he could still faintly identify that figure as the man he had searched so hard for-the Wei man impersonating "Song Jin Jian"!
"No wonder Great Asa takes him so seriously. Even Great Grandmaster Wenkela couldn't capture him personally."
If Wenkela had captured that Wei man, there clearly would not have been such a commotion now.
Asutai agreed wholeheartedly. "Father, that Wei man's strength is truly terrifying."
No wonder that man had said those things back then.
Muhage snorted, snapping the reins to urge the black bear