Yu Ke suddenly felt something change inside him.
He focused inward and was shaken. Without his noticing, his Dao power had nearly tripled.
Not only had his reserves of magical power grown far deeper, but the Dao resonance flowing around him and every Dao art he cast had risen in power with the tide.
"It's the Lunar Dao Body!"
Yu Ke understood. The Lunar Body drew strength from moonlight; beneath the moon, both cultivation speed and the power of Dao arts increased dramatically.
He looked up at the bright moon Li Qingshui had conjured with her art and wondered:
Could the moonlight produced by a Dao art trigger the Lunar Dao Body's extraordinary effect too?
With Li Qingshui's Dao art in play, the battle tipped back toward balance.
The Lesser Demon Saint, facing the Sword Soul and the other two alone, could no longer gain the slightest advantage.
Xiao Tengshan and Ming Yuke knew she must still have secret arts and innate divine abilities in reserve. But Li Qingshui, Lan Yu, and the Sword Soul each had trump cards of their own.
If the fight dragged on, their side's chances of victory were still better than the Lesser Demon Saint's.
Just then, Yu Ke's gaze flicked toward the distant horizon.
Several unfamiliar presences were approaching at tremendous speed.
He was not the only one to notice. Li Qingshui and Lan Yu sensed them at the same instant.
The Sword Soul closed his eyes to sense them more closely. His expression turned grave. "People from Bright Moon Mansion are coming!"
"And the Eastern Lord is with them."
Xiao Tengshan and Ming Yuke were shaken. They knew how terrifyingly powerful the Eastern Lord was, and they had long been his enemies.
If Bright Moon Mansion's forces arrived now, the balance would shift