Faced with the ferocious attack of the Feather Serpent, Xi Wushang boldly repelled it with his mana!
"So strong?! Is this the true power of Martial Uncle Xi / Martial Granduncle?"
The crowd looked at each other in shock.
Among them, only Wang Ba, staring at the patterns on Xi Wushang's face, felt strangely familiar:
"Why do they look so much like those Dharma Marks on master's body? Just that there are far fewer in number..."
Seeing Xi Wushang's valour, trading blow for blow with the Feather Serpent.
Wang Ba sighed in relief, then subtly shifted his gaze around without leaving a trace.
Feeling the Power of the Yin God rotating at an extreme speed in his Spiritual Government, his heart became heavy:
"There are... more than three Nascent Souls here!"
"At least another stronger presence is concealed, no, stronger by far!"