As Tang Changsheng grew ruthless and prepared to unleash the White Jade Alchemy Furnace,
A faint, ethereal Mystic Sound suddenly descended. Bright Moon's radiance swelled, and a Daoist in a tall crown and broad-sleeved robes descended through the moonlight.
Behind him shone a circular Round-Light Vision like a full moon. Within it, images of the Snow Mountain Heavenly Lake shifted and changed.
An indescribably immense pressure descended. Even the monsters that had fallen into a frenzy prostrated themselves in awe.
Then Daoists wreathed in Golden Light appeared, more than a dozen of them.
Lu Yuanzhen and Immortal You were among them, as were all five Yang Spirit True Persons who had stood on the raised platform at the training ground that day. Some of the others were familiar and some were strangers, but the Golden Light they radiated seemed no weaker than that of the five.
In other words, every one of them was a Yang Spirit True Person!
As for the tall-crowned Daoist at their head, his power seemed far greater still... Was that Bai Ruhui?
Tang Changsheng caught a familiar glimpse in the Round-Light Vision behind him and suddenly understood. This was Bai Ruhui of Whitehead Island. He had come in person...
If Lu Yuanzhen and Immortal You had not been there, Tang Changsheng would have been scared out of his wits.
But Tang Changsheng knew that a force of this many experts could not have come to deal with him. With Lu Yuanzhen and the others looking out for him, and so many Yang Spirit True Persons watching, surely Bai Ruhui would not be mad enough to strike at an insignificant figure like him!
Even so, Tang Changsheng decided it was best to keep his head down and avoid attracting Bai Ruhui's attention.
"You Tribal Stockade Barbarians