Chen Heng looked toward the voice and saw that the one who had shouted for Lou Bing to stop was a young Daoist standing on a flying serpent, flanked by a spirit rhinoceros and a flood dragon horse.
He wore embroidered robes and a Jade Beam Crown. Judging by his attire and appearance alone, he was certainly extraordinary.
Lou Bing showed no surprise at seeing this man step forward to stop him. He merely sneered.
"Sun Mo, this is the grand competition. The High Immortals and elders of the Upper Sect and our fellow disciples from all Four Courts are gathered here. How could you be allowed to run wild?
"Withdraw at once, and stop making a spectacle of yourself!"
Standing on his flying serpent, guarded by the spirit rhinoceros and flood dragon horse, Sun Mo shook his head and retorted:
"Run wild? Letting an ingrate like you steal a seat and become one of the Ten Great Disciples would be the true disgrace! If word spread, we would become a laughingstock among our fellow Daoists!"
With that, Sun Mo said no more. He formed a hand seal and summoned a cloth sack, releasing dozens of variant tigers and leopards into an aggressive formation aimed straight at Lou Bing on the jade platform.
Even at this sight, Lou Bing's expression remained unchanged. He merely sighed.
"Fortune is ordained by heaven. The virtuous possess it, and the unworthy lose it!
"Sun Mo, since you cannot even see this, and persist in your delusion and endless pestering, I can no longer hold back against you!"
Lou Bing shook his head, leaped off the jade platform, and walked through the air.
With every step, a strand of turbid yellow radiance rose beneath his feet, flowing nimbly around his body, flickering as it circled