Up on the platform, that bastard Wuyan was also watching. As he looked down at Nie Li, he recalled his earlier conversation with Long Tianming.
Long Tianming and Wuyan were like a tortoise eyeing a mung bean-a perfect match. They had hit it off at once.
Wuyan complained to Long Tianming that Heavenly Cloud Divine Venerable had taken Nie Li as a disciple and thought highly of him. He also said that despite all his years at his master's side, the old man still had not passed on his most treasured Heavenly Cloud Divine Art.
Long Tianming thought for a moment, then said quietly from beside him,
"You should deal with this fellow sooner rather than later. Otherwise, he might become a thorn in your heart someday. Heavenly Cloud Divine Venerable might even be deceived by him and teach him the Heavenly Cloud Divine Art."
"Oh?"
"What do you suggest, Brother Long?"
"How about this?"
Long Tianming whispered his suggestion to Wuyan.
Nie Li looked at Murong Yu's Sacred Blood Dragon Eagle.
Is this Murong Yu's true strength?
Nie Li did not hesitate either. He brought out his trump card, the Heavenfall Divine Thunder Sword. In an instant, thunderclouds filled the sky. In sheer presence alone, he was a match for Murong Nu opposite him.
The two seemed evenly matched now, but a closer look revealed that Nie Li still held the upper hand in battle. Covered from head to toe in sixth-rank treasure artifacts, he was utterly beyond Murong Yu's ability to breach. Poor Murong Yu had yet to realize this and kept trying to attack him, only to be blasted back again and again by the lightning formation Nie Li had laid down.
"Wow, that looks amazing!"
Huang Ying cried out at the sight.
Beside her, Ying Yue'ru