"What is your sect's Sect-Suppressing Treasure? Tell me." Xiao Yu lowered his voice as he drove the Asura Blades to intercept the man.
"What Sect-Suppressing Treasure?" The Horse-Faced Man looked utterly bewildered.
"Then die if you won't talk!" A cold gleam flashed in Xiao Yu's eyes.
Dark light blazed from the Asura Blades once more, and their speed rose another notch. In a flash, they slashed down over the man's head.
With nowhere to dodge, the Horse-Faced Man could only send his flying sword to intercept them.
But that brief delay allowed the Gold-Eating Insect swarm to surround him. They descended on his shield and protective barrier, gnawing away with crunching, scraping sounds.
The man kept spinning his silver wheel through the beetles. Its tremendous rotational force hurled them away one after another.
Yet after a brief pause, the beetles flew straight back at him, apparently completely unharmed.
"What in hell are these insects?" The Horse-Faced Man turned deathly pale. His silver wheel magic tool was incomparably sharp, yet it had failed to inflict even the slightest injury on the beetles!
Watching the light of his shield and protective barrier grow steadily weaker, the man shouted anxiously:
"Stop, fellow Daoist! I'll talk! Our sect's Sect-Suppressing Treasure is a stalk of immature heavenly thunder bamboo!"
"Heavenly thunder bamboo!" Joy surged through Xiao Yu at the name. It really was that treasure-the finest spirit wood for refining wood-attribute magic treasures!
However, he did not order the Gold-Eating Insects to stop. Since enmity had already been forged, he would kill the man. Was he supposed to spare him now and wait for him to take revenge later?
Just as the Horse-Faced Man mentioned the heavenly thunder bamboo, something happened inside a pavilion on the island.
A young man in his twenties, whose features