The power of merit is never enough.
Suddenly!
A blurry image appeared in Li Ping'an's Precious Mirror—a Roc Bird was sitting alone atop fiery feathers, as still as if it was in meditation.
He raised his hand to signal, and the speed of the Silver Shuttle suddenly decreased;
Then he flicked his fingers lightly, a few specks of light fell into the palms of the immortals, and they immediately saw the figure of the Roc Bird.
Immortal Huanglong muttered, "Bait? Could it be deliberately showing itself to lure us into attacking, and then the ambush from surrounding experts will strike?"
But Li Ping'an said, "Let's quietly retreat."
"Why," Guilingling stared with her big round eyes, "Don't be afraid, Master Nephew! Shall I call the senior brothers?"
But Li Ping'an said, "It's only him alone ambushing here, this is the result I discovered after spending a considerable amount of the power of merit."
