Xiao Yongling's previously calm expression was finally shadowed by a trace of gloom. The Eastern Feather Mountain formed from spiritual energy in the clouds began to move slowly, suppressing the flow of mana and weakening the power of Tang Shedu's halberd. The long sword in his hand radiated dazzling brilliance as he moved to block the attack head-on.0

The ancestor of the Xiao Family, Xiao Xianyou, had met his end overseas years ago, unable to even put the Xiao Family's signature spell into use. The Xiao Family, relying on past connections, had begged a Daoist Master from the Purple Smoke Gate to cast a spell that projected the image of a circular ring, using it to inquire everywhere, but to no avail.0

Decades later, Daoist Master Yuanwu had wielded a dharma artifact shaped like a ring on multiple occasions. The Xiao Family dared not confront him, but they harbored silent suspicions in their hearts. Now, Tang Shedu's...0