The "Great Tengu" across from me also revealed a shocked expression. He had not expected that the evil mist he released, despite his cultivation being higher than mine, would be suppressed by the mist I had unleashed.
After hearing Aoi Yui's words, he immediately shouted:
"Bastard!"
As he spoke, he repeatedly waved the white-feather fan in his hand.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
The violent black mist swept toward us with whistling sounds. Everywhere it passed, the medicinal herbs on the ground withered and died.
This sinister mist reminded me of the yellow poisonous fog I had seen at the Yellow Springs Valley Leng Family.
I was clearly at a disadvantage in this battle of magic. Even with the top-tier evil treasure, the Three-Skull Round Fan, in my hand, it would not be enough.
The black mist roiled, blotting out the sky and blocking our vision.
Yet when I saw this, not only was I not afraid, I was delighted.
The black mist had spread in every direction, obscuring everyone's sight and concealing us as well.
I knew the opportunity had come. This was the perfect chance to escape.
At that moment, I continuously waved the Three-Skull Round Fan, stirring up the black mist the other side had released.
I lowered my voice and said:
"Mao Jing, put Yang-Suppressing Talismans on everyone. We need to retreat quickly and circle around from the side. If we clash head-on with that guy, we'll definitely lose out."
Mao Jing immediately nodded and took out several more Yang-Suppressing Talismans, signaling everyone to stick them on themselves.
Senior Brother was stunned for a moment.
"Junior Brother? We're not fighting?"
I smiled.
"If we can avoid fighting, then of course we should. That guy is so powerful, and there are pursuers behind us. Even if we win, we'll