Once the Golden Radiance Crown was unleashed at full power, the area outside Jiepai Pass had practically become Holy Mother Huo Ling's personal domain.
Golden radiance blanketed the sky.
Below, the Fire Dragon Soldiers roamed in formation.
The ordinary West Qi soldiers had long since withdrawn from the area where the Immortals were fighting.
Even the few Qi Practitioners who had accompanied Guangchengzi found it difficult to approach the pass.
Standing amid the golden light, Holy Mother Huo Ling waved her hand, sending three fire dragons lunging from different directions at once.
The Daoist on the left had only just raised his Protective Immortal Radiance.
Suddenly, flames crackled behind him like the twang of a pipa.
He turned.
A fourth fire dragon was already in his face.
Boom!
He was sent flying and tumbling more than a hundred zhang away.
Holy Mother Huo Ling laughed. "With that little skill, you dared come challenge us at Jiepai Pass?"
The Daoist's face flushed red, but he did not charge again.
Had a fellow disciple not blocked the blow for him just now, the fire dragon would have struck him squarely.
Lin Yuan stood on the city wall.
After watching for a while, he also realized something.
Holy Mother Huo Ling really did have a merciless tongue.
Put her together with Bixiao, and they could probably trade barbed remarks from dawn till dusk.
Sure enough.
Another Chan Sect disciple said coldly, "You rely on the Golden Radiance Crown to disrupt people's spiritual senses, and you call that skill?"
Holy Mother Huo Ling answered without even a pause. "Then put away your treasures, and I'll take off my crown. Shall we fight barehanded?"
The other disciple immediately fell silent.
The corner of Lin Yuan's mouth twitched.
Why did that sound so familiar?
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