Their Big Senior Brother burst forth from the top of Skull Mountain and then landed heavily back onto the summit, pressing down on the entire mountain with one hand.
"No matter how big the Evil Demon is, I can refine it!"
Song Yin's hair danced wildly as he spoke in a high-pitched voice, "Refine for me!"
The White Qi enveloping all of Skull Mountain grew even thicker, emanating a white light. The mountain, larger than any in the Xumi Vein, visibly shrank.
This sudden shrinkage seemed to instill fear in Skull Mountain itself. Within the white light, it writhed desperately while the invading Huang Feng gathered more densely around it, swirling and blowing over the summit like a sandstorm.
The Huang Feng nearly formed willow-like strands, slithering like snakes, ceaselessly battering Song Yin's body. Yet they did nothing more than stir his hair, unable to force him to budge an inch.
