Shamans were not without mild and gentle temperaments, but most of them, influenced by the laws of heaven and earth, became irascible and violent.
The snake shaman and wolf shaman were named Zao Ya and Lang Xi respectively. They were the most powerful spirit shamans within a radius of tens of thousands of miles.
Seeing that Ling Qing had not come out to welcome them personally, but had merely had some hunting party he happened upon lead them to him—
Other than Great Shaman Li Tan, no one was worthy of such treatment from them.
Without warning, the yellow snake beneath Zao Ya suddenly opened its jaws and spewed out a stream of yellow smoke.
Tiger and the others had no time to react before they were engulfed by the yellow smoke.
Zao Ya tapped his snake staff against the ground and said softly, "You, a mere newly advanced spirit shaman—why have you not hurried over to pay your respects to us?"
"My lord, hasn't Lord Dao Qing already ordered us to lead the two of you to him?
Since you are in such a hurry, then let us set off at once."
A voice came from within the yellow smoke. Zao Ya's expression changed. With a wave of his hand, a yellow wind swept through, scattering the smoke and revealing the completely unharmed hunting party.
"Impossible?"
he cried out.
The snake beneath him had been nurtured by him ever since he was still a shaman apprentice. Even an ordinary spirit shaman could be reduced to powder by the poisonous smoke it spewed.
Of the people before him, only Tiger was at the peak of the Human Immortal realm. The rest had only just entered the Human Immortal realm. How could they possibly withstand his poisonous smoke?
Tiger scratched his