The sky filled with overwhelming Spiritual Power showed a barely concealing fright and irritation on White Ink's face, who had previously been incredibly arrogant.
"True Person of Fei Immortal Valley!"
The air transforming White and Black turbid qi he had cultivated through arduous years, prepared meticulously for the upcoming grand gathering of the eight Sects, was supposed to elevate the Confucian-Mo Pavilion's rank significantly. However, he hadn't expected that not only would this junior break his move, but also drive him to a life-and-death situation, forcing him to call out for help.
How could this not fill him with both shock and rage?
The Primordial Spirit of Fei Immortal Valley too couldn't help but frown upon hearing White Ink's cry for help.
Initially, he had indeed been deceived by Xu Yuan, but he had remained cautious, thinking of using the opportunity to let Xu Yuan wear out White Ink, thereby gaining an advantage afterward.