Li Xijun's expression gradually grew solemn as he slowly sheathed his sword and prepared for battle:
"After all, Xu Mu is a mage who serves before Wumu Lianmin, so he must have some trump cards… It seems he has borrowed power from his connection with other Buddhist practitioners."
Yu Mujian had already revealed his "True Aspect of Su Xikong," his hair and beard vanishing, leaving him looking like a Golden Body Arhat, with gleaming golden eyes and his eyelids and face painted with golden lacquer. His voice thundered like an explosion:
"Halt!"
Instantly, it was as if dragons roared and tigers howled, the mountains and seas churned, causing both Li Ximing and Li Xijun to catch their breath. He pushed with all his might, his breath white as it rushed from his mouth, pushing the Ming Border back. White breath and golden light intertwined, his eyes shining brightly as he shouted:
"Draw your sword!"
