Yuan Mo snorted coldly. Believing he had cowed Shi Qian, he reached for Xu Deling once more.
His hand was only a few dozen feet from Xu Deling when, suddenly—
A dark gleam shot down from the horizon and plunged into his sea of consciousness. "Aah!"
True Lord Yuanmo immediately let out a piercing scream.
Xu Deling barely managed to raise her hand and sent him flying with a palm strike.
Everyone grew alert and immediately stopped fighting. "Who dares hurt the Xu Household's Fire Phoenix!"
A streak of azure light arrived in an instant and stopped before Xu Deling.
The newcomer was none other than Xu Chuan! "Fellow Daoist Xu."
True Lord Qingxuan brightened and flew toward Xu Chuan.
Flame Dragon also stopped fighting Wu Tong and came to Xu Deling's side. "Withered Glory True Lord, Xu Chuan!"
True Lord Yuanmo gradually recovered from the agony in his spiritual consciousness.
Xu Chuan had used less than a third of his spiritual consciousness's strength in that attack. Otherwise, Yuanmo would not have gotten off so lightly.
Of the last two Nascent Soul cultivators struck by his spiritual consciousness attacks, one had died, his Dao extinguished. The other had lost his physical body and had no choice but to possess another.
"Indeed, I am Xu. How should I address you?" Xu Chuan asked mildly.
"He is True Lord Yuanmo of the First Demon Sect. That one is Wu Tong, a servant of the Spirit Transformation Su Household.
"And that one is Nangong Bo of the Ascension Gate. All three intended to attack little Deling."
Flame Dragon introduced them one by one. "And this gentleman?"
Lu Qibai cupped his hands in greeting. "Lu Qibai of the Azure Cloud Sect. Greetings, Fellow Daoist Withered Glory." "A pleasure, Fellow Daoist Lu."
Xu Chuan returned