Li Changhe and Ghost Hand whispered to each other for a moment before Ghost Hand began to arrange the tactics.
Meanwhile, Li Changhe stood still, holding his right hand in the air, and began to create Black Mud Divinity.
When the pitch-black viscous liquid appeared in the palm of Li Changhe's hand, the entire old temple was filled with an unsettling malice.
"What a sinister technique," the Daoist extraordinaries murmured to each other with sidelong glances.
Even the master of the Faceless Method, Kongchan, couldn't help frowning. Just now, he had vaguely seen a figure entwined with green flames.
"Is this the so-called Celestial technique?" Kongchan muttered to himself.
As per Li Changhe's plan, the second-generation disciples, including the mute girl, would continue to deal with the vast number of sword auras. Pan Ke, not skilled in close combat, was to do the same.
