Tongtian turned to Bei Ming. "Junior Brother Beiming, it is your turn to choose someone for battle."
"Mm." Bei Ming nodded slightly. "Lan Sheng, go have an exchange of ideas."
Lan Sheng clasped her hands from afar and accepted the order before stepping into the arena.
Clouds' gaze settled on the newcomer. The female cultivator before her was petite and delicate, her aura restrained, yet impossible to ignore.
Lan Sheng smiled faintly. "Fellow Daoist Clouds, I am Lan Sheng. Senior Sister Suyao once spoke of you."
Clouds frowned slightly but did not respond.
Lan Sheng continued, "She said your heart on the path of Dao is unwavering. I have always been curious just how unwavering it truly is."
Clouds remained calm. "If you wish to discuss the Dao, we can speak at length afterward.
"But for now, Fellow Daoist, please be careful."
As her words fell, the Hunyuan Jindou rose, golden light flowing around it;
The Golden Dragon Scissors followed, spiraling through the air in an interwoven arc as killing intent flickered within.
Clouds vaguely felt that there was something strange about Lan Sheng, yet she could not tell what was wrong. She could only raise her vigilance to its peak.
The Golden Dragon Scissors howled forward, yet Lan Sheng neither dodged nor evaded, allowing them to pass through her body without leaving so much as a scratch.
Or rather, more accurately, the Golden Dragon Scissors had never truly struck their target.
Lan Sheng raised her hand, and the Wuyin Shenfan unfurled.
In an instant, dense mist surged forth and swept across the entire arena, swallowing everything within.
The Hunyuan Jindou began absorbing the mist, but it was endless. As soon as one portion was taken in, another immediately filled its place, making it impossible to clear away completely.
Standing