Below, Madam Hong and the others, who had originally stood near Daoist Lu Feng and faintly formed a battle line with him, quietly retreated to the flying vessel's deck.
As they spoke in low voices, they could not help but speculate what trump card the dragon-riding man in the sea of clouds possessed.
As for whether he could defeat Daoist Lu Feng, a Spirit Severing stage Great Perfection cultivator, with merely early Spirit Severing stage cultivation—or whether he was simply arrogant and overconfident—
None of them believed such a possibility.
Yet no matter how they looked, they could not discern what trump card the man before them had.
After a brief, rapid exchange, they traded glances and silently reached the same decision, retreating one after another to the flying vessel's deck.
It did not matter if they could not see through him. They only had to wait and watch.
Daoist Lu Feng's cultivation and strength were right there for all to see. He would surely force out the opponent's hidden hand.
Just as Daoist Lu Feng unleashed his mighty move and cultivators from every faction murmured among themselves—
Su Shi'er, standing proudly atop the dragon's head, had blazing eyes as he pushed the Divine Emperor Sacred Art to its limit.
Of his abundant True Yuan, nearly ninety percent surged out of his body.
The Fly Whisk in his hand swept about as his fingers shifted rapidly, leaving behind a string of afterimages.
"Nine Dragon Subduing Styles—Flying Dragon in the Sky!"
Accompanied by a low, impassioned roar, the two spirit treasure flying swords he had only recently refined—the Heavenly Gang Green Wood Swords—turned into streaks of light and shot before him.
The verdant green flying swords crossed like yin and yang.
Empowered by the hand seals formed from Divine Emperor Power,