Shi Mohe smiled easily, utterly unconcerned by Cao Jinxing's mockery. He looked toward the iron prison, a faint golden light shining in his eyes.
"Sect Master Shi Mohe!"
Inside the prison, Huang Taiji and Timur were startled at first, clearly also thinking of the consequences of deploying a Faxiang. But since he had already appeared and was confident he could act undetected, they stopped agonizing over it. Hope shone in their eyes.
The two rose and rushed toward the prison door.
Their chains clattered.
Shi Mohe nodded. Looking straight ahead, he employed Body-Empty Traversal and advanced, charging toward the iron prison as though teleporting.
"Stop!"
Cao Jinxing and the other three struck simultaneously!
A resonant dragon's roar rang out. His face livid, Zhu Qi mustered all his power and thrust out a palm, sending dragon-shaped force surging forward with mountain-rending, sea-splitting might!
Zhu Qi possessed the Wedding Dress Divine Skill, and his internal power was supremely fierce and vigorous. In his youth, the previous Bowl-bearing Elder of the Beggar Gang had taught him the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms. Combined, the two gave his palm strikes unparalleled might!
The raging dragon roared. Ferocious force swept forward, carrying heavenly thunder and earthly fire, making Shi Mohe briefly falter in the corridor and reveal himself.
Smiling, Shi Mohe lightly flicked his monk's sleeve, his movements as effortless as plucking a flower or leaf. Ten feet away, the immensely powerful force of the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms dissipated!
The palm wind blew past, merely stirring his robes.
It was as though it had struck an iron wall, causing not the slightest disturbance!
Zhu Qi's expression changed. He had never imagined that Shi Mohe would neutralize his strongest attack so effortlessly!
Only one major realm separated them, yet the difference was heaven and earth!
Han Xinting followed