Outside the guest hall, white clouds drifted leisurely like waves and cotton, flowing slowly across the sky above a thousand peaks.
Four figures hung in the sky. The spiritual energies around them trembled faintly, like magma beneath a mountain-seemingly calm, yet once they erupted, they would shatter stone and startle heaven.
"You are an honored guest of our sect, Chief Disciple. Please demonstrate your arts and instruct us."
Purple fire danced between Shen Qinglu's brows. His aura surged like a river, and his entire bearing had transformed, yet he still bowed to Lu Xuan and invited him to strike first.
"In that case, I won't stand on ceremony."
"Please be careful."
Lu Xuan admired this manner of testing their arts. He bore no ill will, but neither would he hold back.
The instant his words fell, the eternal sun overhead seemed to flicker. Somewhere beyond perception, a will appeared to descend from it and lock onto Shen Qinglu.
Boom!!
Under the solemn gazes of the two spectators, rolling heavenly light poured down like the Heavenly River. It was as though a hole had opened in the sun, sending boundless light and heat cascading down like a waterfall to engulf Shen Qinglu.
With a slightly weaker foundation, every art and layer of protective true essence would have burned to ash in an instant. It was like falling into the sun itself; anyone unable to endure eight breaths would be reduced to dust.
Bang!
Eight Talents Heavenly Soldier Formation!
In an instant, the bronze toad, previously nothing more than an inanimate object, flashed emerald light from its eyes. Its mouth opened slightly, and it actually croaked like a living creature.
Yet it withstood the might of the heavenly fire.
Boom!!
Hearing this, Dou Chengbing immediately apologized. "I'm sorry my hospitality was lacking.