'Truly an expert!'
Taoist Yan Ling's Dao Practice was by no means weak. He was older than Taoist Yan Song and had arrived even before Taoist Shen Hao. While he hadn't been as aggressive in the Otherworld as Taoist Shen Hao, he still possessed roughly seven hundred years of Dao Practice. Bolstered by his Taoist True Qi, he shouldn't have been losing even to an opponent with a millennium of practice.
Yet now, as he pitted his Taiyi Divine Light against that banner-type Magical Treasure, he was still clearly falling behind.
BOOM!
Before Gu Zhao even drew near, he raised his hand and unleashed a Palm Thunder.
Given Gu Zhao's current Cultivation, the power of even his simplest Palm Thunder was on a completely different level. A bolt of violet-gold Thunderbolt erupted from his palm, traversing space in an instant to strike the banner.
But the banner simply swayed in the air, shooting out a beam of red light that met the Thunderbolt head-on.
HISS—
