Inside the pillar of light, Lu Wujing's aura churned all over his body. In the hand that had remained empty, a horsetail whisk had already appeared, its countless snowy strands gleaming.
As he activated it, the crystalline snow-white strands of the whisk suddenly swelled and shot toward the surrounding pillar of light, making the luminous space within seem as though it had been pierced through by countless snow-white threads.
The pillar of light enveloping Lu Wujing was half-translucent. His eyes were fixed on one spot, where another pillar of light was rising into the air. Through the translucent glow, he could faintly see a figure there.
"I want you dead!"
Lu Wujing spat the words almost one by one. Then he lowered his head and glared viciously at Miao Yuhong, who lay collapsed on the ground. Those words had not been aimed at Long Shixuan, but at Li Yan, who was likewise enveloped by a pillar of light.
Lu Wujing had not heard the earlier voice transmissions between Li Yan and Long Shixuan, but he could be absolutely certain that the person who had attacked him and Miao Yuhong was that black shadow that had been sent flying backward.
On the shield the other party had brought out, there still remained divine sense carrying the same aura as the attack that had struck him. It was just that Li Yan had been shielded by the "Black God Shield," and Long Shixuan had immediately escaped his bonds, causing Lu Wujing's mind to be divided. He had not seen Li Yan's face clearly, nor could he investigate any further.
Otherwise, he would definitely have recognized that Li Yan was actually the male cultivator he had encountered earlier on the surface.
Lu Wujing knew why that person had likewise been enveloped by a