Zhang He made his move, launching two ferocious streams of True Qi directly at Ye Tian. Taoist Xuan Ji saw this, uttered a cold snort, and flashed in front of Ye Tian. Gathering his energy in both hands, he said, "Old Taoist is going to show you, your opponent isn't just Ye Tian alone!"
Taoist Xuan Ji's Daoist robe billowed with the True Qi within him, making him look almost like a Grandmaster.
He pushed out two seemingly mild streams of True Qi from his palms. The power of the two streams collided, shook the entire enclosed space for a moment, and then the True Qi dissipated, with neither side gaining the upper hand.
After the ripples, Zhang He, the head of Dragon Hall's Red Dragon Department, glared at Taoist Xuan Ji with eyes sharp as blades, wishing he could pounce over and tear him in two.
"Taoist, I didn't expect you to have undergone such a significant change compared to yesterday. No wonder you dare to come to Dragon Hall again," Zhang He said to Taoist Xuan Ji.
