Just as Grand Commandant Zhang and the Underworld Mansion reached a preliminary intent to cooperate, Moluokan, the Wisdom King Protector, and Luo Wentong, the Iron-Armed Fiend, had already formed a pincer attack around Chen Jing.
The essence, qi, and spirit of all three abruptly surged. Their invisible auras drew one another in, slowly overlapping before erupting with a thunderous blast.
In an instant, all three moved.
Moluokan gripped the Demon-Subduing Pestle and formed a Lotus Seal with his hand.
Blood-qi, true qi, and spirit were all driven to their limits, the weapon in his palm crashing toward Chen Jing's crown like a flying meteor of fire.
Luo Wentong's arms were bluish-black, hard as iron, and they trembled lightly.
His step fell like a gang wind, thunder burst from his mouth, and he lunged in like a tiger or leopard. One arm suddenly tightened like a steel whip and lashed down diagonally from above.
Chen Jing did not let down his guard.
Their two brief exchanges had given him a preliminary understanding of these opponents.
Moluokan was a Wisdom King Protector. The Wisdom King branch differed from the Venerables within the Fire-Worship Sect.
They had been raised from childhood as weapons to protect the sect. Beginning with the Immovable Wisdom King Stance, they entered cultivation by first tempering their blood-qi. Only once their blood-qi refinement reached a bottleneck did they cultivate true qi and spirit.
To a certain extent, the cultivation path of the Wisdom King branch was extremely similar to Chen Jing's.
And Moluokan was one of its finest.
He too cultivated all three paths, advancing side by side.
However, of his essence, qi, and spirit, only his Xiantian True Qi had reached the Xiantian level. His blood-qi refinement was still at Aperture Condensation, while his spirit had yet to