"How could there be so many Holy Salt mutations..." Da Xiang's expression changed. He no longer dared to stand his ground and fled toward the exit with the Evil Virtue Daoist.
"Save me! Help... Da Xiang, save me..."
Just as Da Xiang was about to turn and run, he heard a familiar voice crying for help.
He looked back. A man was struggling desperately to escape, but dense mist surrounded him, tugging at him like human figures and refusing to let go.
The sight made Da Xiang's eyelids twitch. With a sudden shout, he turned back and fired Great Sun Blazing Yang Talismans from his hand as though they cost nothing. He charged to the man's side. The black shadow behind him seemed to fly into a rage and lunged at Da Xiang like a gigantic bat.
Before it even reached him, an icy aura swept over Da Xiang, so cold that his whole body nearly froze stiff.
Fortunately, he practiced the General's Temple's Secret Art. Solar Light Qi circulated through his body and drove the chill out like a blazing fire.
But that instant of overwhelming Solar Light Qi sent stabbing pain through the meridians all over his body.
For some deviant schools of the Outer Dao, this would have been perfectly normal. Their arts might be powerful, but they also inflicted considerable damage on the body.
The General's Temple, however, was an orthodox school of the Mysterious Gate. It would never allow the sun's searing heat to run rampant. In the next moment, the Sun Body-Washing Method shifted into the Lunar Form-Refining Method. Lunar Light Qi circulated through his body; Yin and Yang joined, and every trace of the stabbing pain vanished.
A moment later, a Solar Ghost-Slaying Talisman struck the black shadow.
The Solar Ghost-Slaying Talisman was