At the summit of Lijing Mountain, a cyan-gray mirror was glowing brightly with white light, and boiling white moonlight gushed out of the mirror surface like water.
When Wan Xiaohua appeared, Li Xiangping and the others entered his divine sense range. The Taiyin Profound Light in the mirror was already itching to strike, but Lu Jiangxian suppressed the impulse to make a move, wanting to see what cards the Yujing Wheel cultivator had up his sleeve.
"Doesn't seem... too impressive?"
Watching Wan Xiaohua suffer one defeat after another, surrounded by danger, and coerced by that monster into using a pale blue talisman to conjure a shield of water and dash toward the foot of Lijing Mountain, Lu Jiangxian lost interest in watching the show, silently cast a spell, and thought to himself:
"Let's test the waters with this monster!"
