Crisis descended without warning.
Wu Lie and another yao, Yao Humans belonging to the Yin Palace, arrived with a thunderous rush, bringing eerie black mist while Su Changsheng was exceptionally weak from the attack by the human-presence anomaly.
They sealed off every side, trapping the snake!
Their target was the Turtle-Breathing Spirit Field. They wanted to open the formation and release what lay inside.
Three yao clashed, and heaven and earth crumbled!
Biting Demon Aura swept through the entire void. Their tremendous Qi and Blood even made the air buckle.
It spread outward in ripples like water.
Su Changsheng panted hard. This was his first all-out battle since his Advancement to the seventh level.
Though his words sounded casual, the pressure these two veteran seventh-level yao put on him was immense.
Especially that fellow wrapped in eerie yellow aura-no matter how he looked at him, he looked fucking exactly like Yellow Immortal!
He could smell that weasel's rank stench from far away.
Son of a bitch. It couldn't really be that fellow, could it?
Could Bai Ling also be involved with the Yin Palace organization? Had White Madam's yao form actually joined the Yao Human organization too?
Su Changsheng sucked in a cold breath.
The Yin Palace consisted of numerous Yao Humans pursuing human knowledge, and behind them, the shadow of Zhuyin Academy could be discerned.
But the precise connection between the two remained unclear for now.
Still, my purification power, especially Candleflame and the Purification Talisman, seems to counter the surrounding black mist very effectively.
No rush. I need to find the right moment.
At that moment, Su Changsheng had no time to ponder further. He could only regard Wu Lie and the other yao with cold eyes, whose keen edge startled both of them.
He looked utterly like