Break a Bone

"Otherwise? My Qiankun Bag and Immortal Binding Rope are holding Yellow Dragon True Person right now, so I can't use them."

Lu Chuan said earnestly, "You know too, without magic treasures, how could I possibly beat a True Immortal, right? So the capable must shoulder more work. On our side, we can only rely on you."

This was how the Investiture of the Gods was: all sorts of wondrous magic treasures dazzled the eye, and they could also make up for the gap in strength between realms.

Ever since he had begun cultivating, he had never feared anyone in the same realm. But the difference in realm was there, and what was more, this time it was the enormous gulf between immortal and mortal.

Immortal and mortal were fundamentally two domains, not on the same level at all.

"This..."

The Dragon Horse lowered its head and thought for a moment, then looked up at the opposite side and snorted coldly. "I have a secret art that can temporarily raise your strength, allowing you to fight him. I hope you won't be afraid, and even more so, don't fantasize about throwing the biggest trouble to me, understand?"

By the end, the Dragon Horse had almost roared the words out.

"Afraid?" The corner of Lu Chuan's mouth lifted, and he said confidently, "Rather than consider that, you might as well let me see your secret art."

Since the Dragon Horse had said this, it probably would not slack off, and that was what shocked him.

Because he had never heard of any heaven-defying secret art that could let someone who had not become an immortal obtain the power of a True Immortal.

"Didn't you just see the method?" the Dragon Horse said with a curl of its lip.

Lu Chuan frowned. "Saw