Outside Jiameng Pass.
Mo Lihong held his umbrella alone, its black, gigantic form suspended upside-down in the firmament with the canopy slowly rotating, causing the surrounding spiritual qi to follow suit and form a massive vortex.
An-qi master on the side of West Qi had just unleashed a flying sword.
Before the sword light could even truly slash forward, the Mixed Element Umbrella abruptly spun.
Hum!
That flying sword was grabbed by an invisible giant hand, forcefully changing direction as it flew toward the umbrella's surface.
The qi master's face turned green.
"Come back!"
He executed hand seals in rapid succession.
The flying sword vibrated.
Yet the Mixed Element Umbrella's pulling force was even stronger.
The next second.
Swish!
The entire flying sword plunged straight into the umbrella.
And vanished.
Mo Lihong laughed quite heartily.
"This poor Daoist said so long ago."
"No matter how many treasures you have."
"Just bring them on."
"This umbrella of mine has plenty of space."
Lin Yuan had just hurried to the battlements of Jiameng Pass.
He happened to witness this scene.
He couldn't help taking a few extra glances at the Mixed Element Umbrella.
A treasure-collecting-type magic treasure.
He had only recently truly witnessed how disgusting the Treasure-Dropping Coin could be.
Now, looking at the Mixed Element Umbrella once again.
Although the method wasn't entirely identical.
The effect was similarly blood-pressure-raising.
A treasure you painstakingly refined for thousands of years.
The moment you brought it out on the battlefield.
Snap.
Gone.
Anyone in that position would panic.
And the Four Demon Generals clearly had more than just Mo Lihong who could fight.
On the left.
Mo Liqing held the Azure Cloud Sword.
Every single time the blade swept forward.
Four types of energies—Earth, water, fire, and wind—simultaneously surged forth.
A massive expanse of