Over an hour later, the Qianhuo Boat appeared over a vast bamboo forest.
"Master, a Mahayana from the Qingxuan Clan is engaged in a magical battle with a Buddhist Cultivator. The Buddhist Cultivator is at a disadvantage, to the southeast," said Shen Chan.
"A Buddhist Cultivator? Let's go take a look," said Shen Long.
He didn't have a favorable impression of the Qingxuan Clan, since the Qingxuan Clan, the Chili Clan, and the Blood Shadow Clan were allies, and it was with their combined efforts that the Lin Family had been destroyed.
Taoist Friend Shen Long cast a spell, and the Qianhuo Boat flew towards the southeast.
In an open field, Master Vajra and Lai Ting were engaged in a magical duel.
Above Master Vajra's head was an enormous humanoid phantom shimmering with golden light. His aura was wilted, while Lai Ting's expression was icy cold.
Master Vajra made a spell gesture and struck towards the void with his right hand.
