Yan Wushi swept an arm, and a vortex of silver light emerged from the tip of the Kunwu Greatsword. The bloody light from before shot out of it and flashed into existence before You Su Zhen.
You Su Zhen was startled. It was too late to command the Giant Fox Dharma Body to block the strike, so dazzling silver light surged from the silver staff in her hand as she swung it sideways against the bloody light.
With a deafening clang of metal, the bloody light was scattered by the blow, but You Su Zhen was also knocked backward.
Yan Wushi moved both hands in quick succession. Golden light flashed repeatedly before him as the Twelve Buddha Puppet Armors appeared, each blazing with golden radiance as they lunged at You Su Zhen.
At that moment, two more figures descended from the air. The foremost was Bai Xiaotian, who reached out and caught Shen Luo, stabilizing him after he had been sent flying. A golden glow poured from his palm into Shen Luo's body.
Countless blood threads emerged from Shen Luo's wounds, rapidly intertwining and fusing together. Supplemented by the Yellow Emperor Inner Canon, his internal injuries healed at a visible pace.
"Brother Yan, Brother Bai, why are you here?" Shen Luo's pale face swiftly regained some color as he asked.
"Master, I brought them here. The battle in Xiangyang Town has already been decided, and the Qingqiu Fox Clan has retreated in defeat. I sensed that you were in danger, Master, so I brought them here first to support you." The other figure had also arrived beside Shen Luo. It was Ghost General Zhao Feiji.
"The Fox Clan has been defeated? Impossible! I already sent my subordinates to reinforce Xiangyang Town. How could we have lost?" You Su Zhen's furious