Subdue the Dragon and Tame the Tiger

"How dare you!"

An angry and loud cry was heard in the night sky.

Then, a gold token flew out and turned into a Golden Saint Stele. Then it collided with the claw of the headless ferocious ghost.

Boom.

The concealed power of the Golden Saint Stele should have crushed the claw of the headless ferocious ghost.

Bu Qianfan burst through the barrier of the Formation and landed on the lake like a roc spreading its wings. He reached out an arm fully covered by the metal armor, and grasped in his front.

The Golden Saint Stele shrank again into a token. After circling in the air, it returned to his hand.

Bu Qianfan held the token with one hand and the halberd in the other. His long hair was down on his shoulders. With a ruthless Qi of killing, he faced the headless ghost.