Upon hearing this, Ancestor Xuan Guang laughed heartily and teased his old friend: "Haha! So it was a misunderstanding! Brother Han, I must say a few words to you. This time you measured a nobleman with a villain's heart!"
"Alas, Mr. Xuan is right. This time Han was indeed mistaken." Han Wu bitterly smiled and clasped his fists towards Zhao Sheng, showing apology.
Though he said so, he still harbored skepticism in his heart, and his gaze inadvertently fell upon the Golden Lotus Ship.
Zhao Sheng noticed the opponent's "small actions" and knew that he had found a "flaw," yet he pretended to be oblivious.
"Hehe, this time I'll rely on Taoist Tianqiong!" Xuan Guang chuckled, his face full of impatience.
"My fellow Taoists, please wait a moment. Let the old man cast a spell first!"
After saying this, Zhao Sheng summoned the Seven Star Ruyi above his head and waved his hand, casting streaks of Blood Light Spirit Formula.
