Tu Qi's heart was filled with terror.
Three days ago, the day Wang Chen agreed to the life-and-death battle, he had received two treasures bestowed by the Great Sorcerer of his tribe.
Buddhist relics from the Western Region!
One was the nine-ringed Gold and Tin Zen Staff he held in his hand, weighing a thousand catties and indestructible, capable of shattering armors and dispelling spells. A single blow could hardly be withstood even by a Purple Mansion cultivator who had fortified themselves with a Body Protection Spell.
The second was the Beiga Spirit Leaf stuck to his chest!
Compared to the imposing Gold and Tin Zen Staff, this leaf, thin as cicada wings and light as nothingness, was the real trump card Tu Qi planned to use against Wang Chen.
The Beiga Spirit Leaf had three miraculous uses, the first of which was the concealment of one's aura and form, undetectable to anyone below the Golden Core.
