(First update)
The bright moon hung high in the sky, leaves rustling softly.
Beneath the silver moonlight, the face of the man who had blocked Yang Ming's attack was faintly revealed.
He had the face of a middle-aged man around fifty, with center-parted hair hanging by his ears, black strands mixed with a touch of white. Time had not left too many marks on his face, yet it had endowed him with a mature charm rich with experience, enough to drive any naive young girl wild.
As for the palm that had stopped the Zhurong Avatar's fist, it was covered in white dragon scales. Its five dragon claws spread wide and firmly gripped a fist even larger than his own body. No matter how the Zhurong Avatar, fused with the Flame Demon Form and Susanoo, struggled, it could not break free from his grasp.
The moment Yang Ming's gaze fell upon the middle-aged man's face, his identity became obvious.
"Sect Master!"
Elder Xiao, who had been saved, was overjoyed and cried out involuntarily.
That was right. This man was Yang Ming's target on this trip—the Holy Dragon Sect's sect master, Tuo Ba Xi!
In truth, Tuo Ba Xi had arrived long ago. He simply had not revealed himself.
After all, the Sky-Blasting Gang's distinctive clothing had long become known throughout the land. At first, Tuo Ba Xi had intended to watch from the sidelines and find out why the Sky-Blasting Gang had come looking for trouble with them for no reason.
But the instant he saw the Zhurong Avatar, Tuo Ba Xi understood everything.
Back when Tuo Ba Xi had answered Spirit Hall's invitation and joined Huyan Zhen, the Elephant Armor Sect's sect master, and the others in ambushing Yang Ming, he had already witnessed the Zhurong Avatar skill from