To be precise, Su Yao had stopped on her own, not because He Feng had blocked her.
Around He Feng's body, a golden child suddenly appeared. This golden child had six arms and exceptionally vivid red lips. It appeared as a phantom, occupying the same position as He Feng, seemingly a Dharma manifestation.
The golden child spewed clouds of intertwined red and white vapor from its mouth. These clouds seemed to contain some inexplicable power; the moment they appeared, Su Yao swiftly retreated, not daring to approach carelessly.
"What is that?" Yang Chen asked.
"That is He Feng's technique, and also Wu Changkong's signature skill. It is called the Guardian Golden Child, a divine ability cultivation art of the imperial family." Wei Zheng gritted his teeth.
So-called divine abilities were, in truth, merely more powerful cultivation arts. Thus, Yang Chen did not think much of the words "divine ability." Still, it was clear that this Guardian Golden Child was immensely formidable, or Wei Zheng would not have looked so distressed.
Lin Hao said viciously, "Second Senior Brother fell beneath that Guardian Golden Child back then. He was eaten by it."
"Eaten?" Yang Chen could not help but be astonished.
"Yes. No one knows whether this Guardian Golden Child is truly a Dharma manifestation or something else, but it seems capable of swallowing many things. He Feng loves feeding things to it, whether living people or anything else." Wei Zheng said.
Yang Chen frowned. By that account, this Guardian Golden Child seemed more like an evil art.
He did not rush to draw any conclusions, continuing to watch the battle with his full attention.
After hearing Lin Hao and Wei Zheng's words, he could more or less determine that their Second Senior Brother, Yin Hu, had been defeated by this very