While Tang Songyuan was busy treating Fufeng Zhenren, everyone from the Great Qi Dynasty who had witnessed the scene felt their throats go dry. For a moment, they had no idea what words could express their feelings.
If that specially crafted Jade Token, carved with formation patterns, hadn't blocked the attack just now, Fufeng Zhenren would already be a corpse.
Luo Yi actually possessed strength on par with a True Person of the Dao Alliance!
Even if Fufeng Zhenren was the lowest-ranked among the Dao Alliance's Eighteen True Persons, that was still shocking enough.
After all, quite a few of them had personally witnessed the young man's growth.
In less than a dozen years, he had gone from a martial artist of the Yin Spirit Realm who had just arrived in the Capital City to someone who could stand shoulder to shoulder with a True Person of the Dao Alliance.
If he were given enough time to grow, what terrifying transformation might he undergo? They couldn't even begin to imagine.
Ignoring the shock of the crowd, Luo Yi casually stored the transformed Nether Dragon Halberd in his Storage Artifact.
Three moves, thirty moves—at first, he'd thought this bull-nosed priest was powerful. Who would've thought he was all talk, unable to withstand even three of Luo Yi's moves?
It left him somewhat disappointed in the mysterious Dao Alliance.
Perhaps sensing the change in the young man's expression, Fufeng Zhenren had taken a large number of Treasure Pills. Combined with the terrifying recovery abilities of a Void Refinement Realm cultivator, he managed to sit up, though he felt terribly awkward.
After a moment's thought, he turned to the Disciple beside him. "Songyuan, quickly help me think of something."
"Think of what?" Seeing that his master had recovered somewhat and was at least