Venerable Yellow Spring moved so quickly that everyone could only watch as Xiao Yan was swallowed by a black pillar of light.
Tang Ying, standing in a corner of the battlefield, was startled by the outcome as well. "That was Venerable Yellow Spring's full-force strike. Even if this guy doesn't die, he'll be severely injured."
"Senior Brother!" Mu Qingluan also darted toward Xiao Yan, but the energy unleashed by Venerable Yellow Spring was too terrifying for her to approach for the moment.
Worry showed on Mu Qingluan's delicate face. She had only just become interested in this mysterious senior brother, yet Xiao Yan had already been thrust into a life-and-death crisis.
She was the closest and felt it most clearly. An attack like that was simply not something an ordinary Dou Zong could withstand.
However, when her gaze swept upward and she found that her teacher, Venerable Wind, had not made a move, much of Mu Qingluan's worry faded. If Venerable Wind had been too late to act, Xiao Yan would indeed have been in grave danger. But Venerable Wind had not acted at all, so perhaps the situation was not as serious as she had imagined.
Everyone believed that Xiao Yan would be severely injured by this strike. Only the three venerables in the stands noticed something unusual.
Venerable Yellow Spring's attack appeared to have struck Xiao Yan directly, but in reality, the energy seemed to be strangely swallowed by Xiao Yan just before reaching him. Its power had not been unleashed at all.
Before the expression on Venerable Yellow Spring's face could relax, it turned solemn again. Right before his eyes, after his attack had landed, Xiao Yan still stood in the air completely unharmed.
Xiao Yan was fine! Venerable Yellow Spring's strike had not even torn Xiao