When he saw the look of dread on the other four faces after hearing the Daoist's words, an idea sparked in Li Huowang's mind.
Wait, maybe I don't have to fight. Maybe I can think of a way to scare them off!
After a few moments, Li Huowang gritted his teeth and gripped the Marrow Sword. Turning the head-shaped pommel outward, he rammed it into the ground. The space around him began to blur, shifting between illusion and reality.
"Hmph? Why am I not dead? Why don't you ask Zhuge Yuan himself! Silent to the point of tracelessness! Perched high through tribulation! Neither dead nor destroyed! Transcending the path of the three realms! Live!"
When the members of the Astrological Bureau saw the flickering figure of a fan-wielding Scholar appear before Li Huowang, their eyes filled with deep terror. They knew all too well what Zhuge Yuan was truly capable of.
Furthermore, there was someone present who could use Zhuge Yuan's skull to resurrect him!
