บท 1611: Light Myriad Scroll

Wang Xu was hurt, but he was still seventh on the Saints Merits Rank. When Luo Xu and Min Xuan were fighting Blue Ghost and Ghost Wind, he immediately used the Rule of Fleeting Light and sped toward the Yin and Yang Palace.

"Open the formation!" he yelled.

Wang Xu knew that when faced with a siege from Kunlun's Field, going back to the Yin and Yang Palace was the best choice.

But there was a human in white clothing standing below the formation's light curtain.

He was very handsome and attractive. He carried a three-foot-long sword and smiled at Wang Xu.

"Spatial Move? You cultivated the Way of Space too?" Wang Xu was incredulous.

Xue Wuye stood across from Wang Xu and looked at the spatial mark on his palm. He smiled thinly. "My attainment in the Way of Space is still very shallow. I just learned how to do the Spatial Move."