"I heard they captured someone from Demon Spirit Lake. Tsk, tsk..."
Standing in the crowd and listening to their discussions, Shi Qingyun roughly pieced together what had happened. A gleam flashed through his eyes, and a smile slowly appeared on his lips.
"Looks like Shi Hao has clashed with the people from Demon Spirit Lake."
Amid the crowd, the two sides gradually shifted from trading words toward attacking one another, the smell of gunpowder between them growing stronger.
Just then, Shi Qingyun saw the Divine Power inside Demon Spirit Lake's Venerable suddenly boil, a sinister look flashing through his eyes.
Taiji Dao Imprints flashed through Shi Qingyun's eyes, and his expression suddenly turned cold. With a light tap of his toes against the ground, he swept through the crowd like a gust of wind.
A streak of divine light flashed past, and he instantly appeared behind Shi Hao. Flicking his robe, he stirred the Divine Power within him, and a glassy sheen appeared over his finely jointed hand.
He casually raised his hand to block behind Shi Hao. A powerful force instantly surged into his hand, making his brow crease.
Clang!
With a tremendous crash, the Demon Spirit Lake Venerable's ferocious blow was blocked by Shi Qingyun with effortless ease.
The crash instantly drew everyone's attention. Once they saw what had happened, they cast contemptuous looks at the people from Demon Spirit Lake.
The enormous wave of air forced everyone back several steps, while a streak of divine light flowed across Shi Qingyun's glassy, jade-like hand.
His fair, translucent palm thrust forward with a sharp jolt. The tremendous force seemed capable of tearing the void apart, instantly throwing the Demon Spirit Lake Venerable back.
Sensing the familiar presence behind him, Shi Hao calmed the surging Divine Power within his body