At the bend in the passage, a stone book with two legs, two arms, runes covering its entire body, and a single eye came charging out from the far end with a clattering of footsteps. It stood seventy or eighty feet tall and radiated an eerie, deeply unsettling aura, with Purple-Red energy surging over its surface...
More stone books charged out behind it, though the colors of their blazing auras differed, and their energies seemed to belong to different attributes...
At the sight, Ye Han's eyes flickered. He could tell these things would be difficult to deal with!
Were these stones secret manuals that had become sentient? Or were they some kind of spirit beast?
The Immortal-Thief Outsider exclaimed in surprise, "Secret Method Spirits?! Fellow Daoist Ye, these things are treasures! Kill them! They might drop secret manuals!"
As he spoke, a startling misty gray light erupted from his body. His figure shuddered, and he charged toward the Secret Method Spirits.
As he flew forward, the Treasure Chest on his back shook open with a crack. Three chilling strands of sword intent-red, blue, and gold-flew out and slashed toward the Secret Method Spirits.
This was the first time Ye Han had seen the Immortal-Thief Outsider so eager to attack an enemy. Usually, he skulked around and only struck after making sure there was no danger.
Still, this fellow's Sword Dao cultivation had improved considerably over the past few years. The swordsmanship and sword intent he unleashed actually bore traces of Ye Han's own swordsmanship. He must have studied it.
With a hum, terrifying red, blue, and gold sword-rays transformed into streams of incomparably sharp sword intent, slashing toward the Secret Method Spirits.
But Ye Han could see that these Secret Method Spirits would not be so easy to handle...
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