Xiao Yu surveyed the battlefield. When he saw the people still locked in fierce combat with the Mulan Sacred Bird, he immediately made his decision.
With a thought, he stopped his Transformation Technique, and his body rapidly shrank back to the size of an ordinary man.
Then he pushed his Wind-Reversing Technique to its limit, not only concealing every last trace of his spiritual energy but forcibly suppressing even the aura emanating from his body.
He intended to seize the ancient lamp controlled by the Mulan Saintess. Once he extinguished its azure flame, the Peacock would lose its source of power. Unable to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it would soon dissipate.
Xiao Yu was not necessarily afraid of fighting the Peacock head-on, but stealing the lamp would certainly be easier. Besides, afterward he could trade it to the Mulan People for all sorts of rare materials. Why not?
Xiao Yu knew that his Wind-Reversing Technique could conceal him from ordinary late-stage cultivators, but he did not know whether the Mulan Sacred Bird possessed some special means of detecting him. Still, he had to try.
Elsewhere on the battlefield, more than a dozen people and ghosts had joined forces and were fiercely battling an azure Peacock wreathed in flames.
They wielded all manner of ancient and unusual treasures-mirrors, rulers, plaques, beads, swords-constantly hurling attacks at the Peacock.
At the same time, various supernatural abilities of the Ghost Path, Demonic Path, and Righteous Path raged without cease.
Multicolored light illuminated the entire sky, and rolling explosions shook the heavens.
Yet the Peacock, a full twenty zhang in size, showed no sign of defeat despite being besieged by so many opponents. It was truly inconceivable!
It retaliated against their attacks one by one with various azure-flame supernatural abilities. Every