The sword light flew in, exuding a momentum akin to piercing through the sky, causing a momentary daze among everyone present.
When Wu Huanchen snapped back to reality, he was both shocked and fearful; he had never thought Zhang Yan would also vie for this token talisman. Had he known earlier, he might have sought an alternative opportunity. But now, with the metaphorical arrow already nocked, retreating was utterly impossible.
He pointed to the direction from which the sword light came and shouted, "Two fellow Daoists, quickly go and obstruct him. I'll get the token talisman."
The two vice hall masters of Wudang Spirit Hall glanced at each other, mounted the Gang Wind, and split left and right, heading toward the sword light.
