YanXiaoyi, who had been unmoving the entire time, now suddenly exhibited a strange smile. A ring of milky white light gently rose from his body. Among all the Zodiac Guardian Warriors, his cloud strength was the weakest, only now had he amassed enough energy for his most powerful attack.
The milky white light drifted in mid-air, astonishingly taking the form of a chrysanthemum, a light and freeform shape that seemed devoid of any harmful intent. It had now moved to Qi Yue's side.
