The Power of Daoist Arts!

A Yin Spirit's Manifestation was not better the larger it was. The larger its form, the more dispersed its power. Only when the soul had grown powerful to a certain degree could it condense into the size of a True Person, concentrating its strength and unleashing its might. "Eh?" Moreover, these past few days, he had guarded day and night against Lady Zhao sending someone to harm him. Faced with such a sudden situation, he naturally had the reflexes to respond. The fist technique wielded by this shrunken silver female warrior was actually stronger than Zhao Han's! She seemed to be an expert who had firmly stepped into the Xiantian realm! From the next room came Xiao Mu's long, steady breathing. "Daoist arts! Borrowing an object to manifest!" Hong Yi was immediately hit by a thick scent of burning lead and mercury. "I clearly haven't tempered the skin and membranes all over my body until they're tough as cowhide, yet I can draw a hundred-and-twenty-pound bow! This is the realm of a warrior! It seems that practicing Heaven-Entwining Hands and Ox Demon Great Strength Fist together, linking them with the Amitabha Sutra, truly holds the chance to seize the creations of Heaven and Earth!" Sure enough! He then changed his stance and drew again, opening the bow five times within five breaths! Had it been an ordinary person who encountered such a situation, they would have been scared out of their wits, their whole body going limp and powerless. But Hong Yi was someone who practiced Daoist arts and had thoroughly read the Daoist Classic. "If I temper the skin and membranes over my whole body, my strength will surely rise greatly. With a warrior's realm, I could contend against a Martial Master! That is the advantage of a powerful