"That kind of effect probably couldn't be achieved even with level-four or level-five materials. A mere Red-Earth Yu... how was that possible?" Huang Ying looked down at the ground, watching the Beast Tide get shredded in an instant, and felt a chill of fear.
Zhao Yan's face went stiff. His throat bobbed as he said, "Junior Sister Huang, I don't think the Red-Earth Yu was responsible for that."
"If a Red-Earth Yu's blade arms had such an extraordinary effect, how could our Corpse Plague Sect not know? The Red-Earth Yu was something our sect master created when the Great Calamity descended."
Yang Huo frowned deeply as well. He knew Zhao Yan was right. If blade arms produced by the Red-Earth Yu could do that, disciples of the Corpse-Plague Demon Sect like them couldn't possibly be unaware of it.
That left only one explanation for what they were seeing.
"It has nothing to do with the Red-Earth Yu's blade arms. That rain of light must be some miracle skill belonging to this Shujian Sect disciple!"
Yet the moment he said it, the unease in Yang Huo's heart only grew.
"Strange. Identity skills are innate miracles and cannot be changed... and after all these years of war between the righteous and demonic factions, we already know all the acquired miracle skills worth knowing."
"Some newly created miracle skill? If so, this man is no ordinary member of the Shujian Sect!"
"What ordinary Shujian Sect disciple would carry a secret skill deep into territory ruled by the Demonic Path?"
To Yang Huo, Zhou Kai's identity had become deeply mysterious. Either he was an unparalleled true disciple the Shujian Sect had kept hidden, or he was a new champion of the Righteous Path, the likes of whom appeared only once in an age.
Whichever