The Battle (Part 2)

The white shark phantom swirled and danced in the air, several times more agile than a real shark. When it charged over, the black light on the surface of the bone spikes flickered wildly.

Startled, Feng Long frantically stimulated the magical power within his body, constantly jabbing his fingers into the void, causing the three bone spikes to swell several times their size to block the attack of the giant white shark.

Despite the ongoing battle below splitting into four groups, neither Ye Tianmei nor Taoist Friend Hong spared it a glance, their attention fixed on the valiant young woman making her way towards the blood-colored figure.

Ye Tianmei, needless to say, was well aware of the latent potential of this esteemed later-stage disciple of their sect, and was extremely confident in her abilities.