Seeing that Bai Weishuang had finished refining the Dragon Scale, Mo Chen immediately sacrificed the clotted blood he had spat out when injured.
Replenished by his own blood, Mo Chen unleashed Ghost Shadow Step several times in succession.
His figure flashed thirty yards away to retrieve the Soft Spirit Pearl, then flickered several more times before retreating to the farthest corner.
The Dragon Scale had completely dissolved, and the spiritual pressure surrounding Bai Weishuang now climbed steadily.
Bai Weishuang raised a hand and beckoned again, drawing spiritual energy into a frenzied rush.
Bai Weishuang's cultivation also rose all the way to the foundation establishment early stage.
Seeing this, Mo Chen timed his move and dispelled both formations, releasing Feiyi and Yan Hua, who had been locked in a contest of strength within them.
Yan Hua looked at Bai Weishuang, his expression filled with alarm.
He was already locked in a fierce battle with a spirit beast equivalent to the foundation establishment early stage, gaining only a slight upper hand through the power of his Treasure.
If Bai Weishuang, who had just finished merging with the Dragon Scale's power, joined in...
He could only suffer a one-sided beating.
After a moment's thought, Yan Hua steeled himself and diverted some of his Dharma Power into a column of water four feet wide, sending it toward Bai Weishuang in a probing attack.
Bai Weishuang merely let out a long breath, glanced at the water column barely ten feet away, and raised a right hand to flick a sleeve.
The water column began freezing before Bai Weishuang, the ice gradually spreading toward Yan Hua.
"A True Person certainly lives up to the title. Even the spells you cast while possessing a young disciple are this powerful."
Bai Weishuang withdrew the hand and spoke with