Li Ling smiled at the sight of the heavily breathing Lu Kuangren who wanted nothing more than to fight him to the death, but had to hold himself back because his Senior Sister blocked the way using her own body.
Meanwhile, Nan Shidao was severely hyperventilating, the sequence of events completely overwhelming her mind which had limited experiences due to the sheltering nature of righteous sects compared to demonic ones. Her eyes were completely fixed on the Mountain Splitting Blade which continuously hovered around her in a playful manner, waiting for the grade 2 talisman to run out of energy before being ready to strike.
Meanwhile, Shi Feng had already cast the actual daoist art on himself, his eyes fixed on the Blood Drinking Spear which had dislodged itself from Gu Yang's corpse and was swimming about in the air like a lovely fish.
