"Brother Xuanbai! Hold on!!"
Nangong Moyu shouted, then compressed the golden light around him to its utmost limit before detonating it with the power of a secret clan art.
Boom!—
After the deafening blast, the many weapon phantoms manifested by Bai Di's Spirit Eye Dharma Light shattered in an instant.
With the obstruction gone, Nangong Moyu immediately used a spatial traversal technique, preparing to rush into the spatial crevice where Yi Xuanbai was in danger and lend him aid.
Yet just as his figure flickered and turned ethereal, Bai Di's voice rang out from the sky once more.
"Fellow Daoist Nangong, there is no need to hurry. That is the fortune I bestowed upon Fellow Daoist Yi. Yours is right here."
"What?"
Nangong Moyu's heart sank. As his divine sense swept out, he detected an incomparably terrifying pressure appearing behind him.
"Golden Radiance Soul-Locking Form!"
With danger suddenly upon him, Nangong Moyu reacted swiftly. He immediately cast a Nangong Clan secret art upon himself, using golden light to protect his body and lock down his body, soul, mind, and life force, preventing the thing behind him from suppressing him on the spot.
When he turned around, he saw an emerald-green lotus leaf swaying as it drifted toward him.
"What the hell is that? A magic treasure?"
Sensing the aura of that lotus leaf, Nangong Moyu grew slightly suspicious.
Compared with ordinary magic treasures, the spatial fluctuations emanating from it were noticeably weaker. It did not seem to be a complete magic treasure.
However, his doubts did not last long. In the next moment, four more lotus leaves of different colors manifested one after another, surrounding him at the center.
Though Nangong Moyu did not know the origins of this multicolored magic treasure, he knew very well that his current situation