Just as the spirit creature burst from the water and began spewing mist, Xing Yan hesitated no longer. He waved his hand and unleashed the Dragon Palace's secret spell, Iceheart Knot, with all his strength, instantly freezing the surging spring beneath the creature's feet. Almost simultaneously, two radiant moon discs shot in succession from his Yao Guang Divine Sword, hurtling toward the monster with the speed of wind and lightning.
The monster had been intent on spreading his mist when a sudden chill gripped his heart and courage. The waves leaping beneath his feet abruptly turned cold enough to pierce his bones. Just as he sensed something was wrong, his spiritual awareness detected two mighty wheels of light crashing toward him.
Then everyone in the Peng Residence suddenly heard an enormous howl of agony-the two Moonlit Flowing-Light Slashes Xing Yan had sent out had struck the marauding spirit creature squarely. His cry was a bovine bellow, nothing like a human voice. Like a great bell or a massive stone chime, it shook Xing Yan's very spirit.
That howl jolted everyone in the Peng Residence who had begun slipping into a stupor fully awake.
Seeing his first attack land, Xing Yan dared not hesitate. He immediately sent another two streaks of light whistling forth. This time, the spirit creature was somewhat prepared. His watery, indistinct figure suddenly faded a little, and the two dazzling crescents struck the rockery and whitewashed wall behind him with two thunderous crashes.
At this sight, Xing Yan drew up his sword and leaped forward. With a low roar of his own, he hurled himself straight at the strangely shaped monster, intending to use his smoothly circulating Great Splendor Dao Power to fight him at close quarters-
In that brief instant, the winds and clouds had truly