"..."
As he looked at Zhou Ji standing leisurely atop the clouds, his face utterly composed, Ao Zhongdu felt an indescribable sense of strangeness stir in his heart.
His brows secretly knitted again and again, and he hesitated to speak.
Not one of the enemies inside the Coiled Serpent Venerable Victory Treasure Cauldron was easy to deal with.
Liu Tuo of the Divine Control Sect alone could keep him, Ao Zhongdu, occupied!
And although the old Daoist possessed extraordinary means,
the ease with which he had broken the Six Yin Turbidity Substance Blurred Radiance Grand Formation upon appearing offered a glimpse of that.
But to say that he could slay every enemy inside this Coiled Serpent Venerable Victory Treasure Cauldron in an instant, as effortlessly as crushing insects-
on this point,
Ao Zhongdu remained doubtful and dared not draw any conclusion...
Across the Nine Provinces and Four Seas,
among those in the Pure Yang Realm, those capable of accomplishing what had just happened
were truly few in Ao Zhongdu's recollection.
He could count them on one hand, perhaps with fingers to spare.
Yet an old Daoist of unknown origins, whose name Ao Zhongdu had never even heard before, could accomplish such a feat, standing shoulder to shoulder with those illustrious figures.
This,
however he considered it, seemed exceedingly strange.
Was it a secret art that killed a thousand enemies at the cost of eight hundred of his own? Or some formidable Dao Artifact?
Puzzled, Ao Zhongdu opened the Dharma eye between his brows and secretly examined Zhou Ji, only to see a deep, murky darkness.
It was as though beneath that skin there was not the slightest flesh and blood, only a deep, swirling vortex, wondrous, subtle, and remote, beyond description!
Ao Zhongdu secretly frowned, knowing this was the old