Lu Ren was secretly startled when he saw Xiu Wang appear.
He had not expected Xiu Wang, a Dao-Proving Realm expert, to have come as well.
"However, it probably won't be so easy for Xiu Wang to kill Cang Xuanming!"
Lu Ren thought to himself.
After all, since Sect Master Xuan Yin had given him the Myriad-Extinction Nether King Talisman, he had surely given Cang Xuanming some life-saving trump card as well.
At this moment, Xiu Wang looked at the corpses strewn across the branch plaza, and his expression instantly darkened.
Experts of the Yellow Springs Ghost Clan and the Eight-Armed Asura Clan lay dead everywhere.
This time, they had truly suffered grievous losses.
"Cang Xuanming!"
Xiu Wang's gaze was icy as he said, "I never thought you deliberately allowed yourself to be captured just to use yourself as bait!"
Cang Xuanming looked at Xiu Wang, his expression remaining calm. "If you had arrived one incense stick later, perhaps I would have succeeded."
Cang Xuanming showed neither surprise nor anger at Xiu Wang's appearance, as though everything had been within his control all along.
"You're courting death!"
Xiu Wang was thoroughly enraged.
Cang Xuanming's composed tone made him feel an inexplicable humiliation.
It was as if all their actions had been part of Cang Xuanming's calculations.
Boom!
Xiu Wang attacked in fury, all eight arms thrusting out at once.
A massive Asura Ghost Claw instantly stretched across the void and savagely slapped toward Cang Xuanming.
That ghost claw contained the power of the Great Dao of the Dao-Proving Realm.
With one palm strike, the entire plaza seemed about to be ground to pieces.
Faced with that palm strike, Cang Xuanming remained calm.
He did not immediately retreat. Instead, with a flick of his palm, he brought forth an ancient long