"Whoosh!"
At these words, the fox spirit flew backward with extreme wariness.
A fox's tail promptly emerged from behind its rump.
"So cautious. You've done this sort of thing plenty of times before, haven't you?"
As Xu Taiping spoke, he stood up, and the fluctuations of his aura, suppressed for so long, burst outward around him.
Then, with a boom, his danxia true qi surged like a mighty tide, filling the entire ruined temple.
Bang!
In an instant, the nature spirits about to attack the unconscious guards were all slammed to the ground.
The goat spirit could not even withstand the impact of this true qi. It burst apart on the spot, turning into a cloud of evil energy that drifted through the temple, leaving only a goat horn that fell to the ground with a clack.
Though the other nature spirits did not suffer the same fate, every one of them struggled desperately against the onslaught of danxia true qi.
Just as Senior Brother Qingxiao had told Xu Taiping before he descended the mountain, these mountain spirits and ghostly wraiths were made of paper before a true cultivator, unable to withstand a single blow.
"A cultivator from the mountains!"
The fox spirit gritted its teeth, its face full of regret.
A faint blue light was rising around it, and it was this layer of blue light that protected it against the surrounding danxia true qi.
Clearly, the fox spirit carried a treasure capable of resisting true qi.
Xu Taiping took a step forward, resting one hand on the saber's hilt and spreading the fingers of the other as a ball of flame gathered in his palm.
Although it was only a true qi flame formed with the Fire Flick Technique, its deterrent power against demonic creatures such as spirits