The trio of talented women instantly spun at the heels, bringing forth all sorts of talismanic objects and conjuring their Astral Wards. The two disciples of the Ninestar Sainthall's echelon of Ascended beings both subtly grew closer to Ma Luling in a practiced, easily familiar motion, and the Ma Clan's youngest talent in recent years was in the middle of forming a few hand-seals, her expression utterly solemn.
The terrifying aura that washed over them was like a gargantuan tsunami as their Astral Wards rippled defiantly on the verge of collapse. Their response provoked an amused exclamation from the new arrival as a middle-aged man with a willow beard and loose, coarse sanguine robes could be seen walking towards them with barefooted steps.
Don't count Xue Yifei out yet!