Eagle Changkong was startled and immediately thought of swooping down to attack.
But before he could move, he was intercepted by Master Qingcheng.
"Heh, engaging with an old man like me and still daring to lose focus, you really have a death wish!"
At this moment, Master Qingcheng completely shed his previous timid demeanor, revealing the dominance befitting a Nascent Soul Cultivator.
Just like now.
Surrounded by wood-attributed Spiritual Qi, he stretched out his right hand and fiercely clenched it.
In an instant, eight willow leaves shot forth from all directions.
And right at the center was Eagle Changkong.
Eagle Changkong was forced to stop, spinning the golden spear in his hand around his body, and immediately, the form of a golden Horned Dragon flew out from within the spear, smashing into the eight willow leaves and continuing its charge toward Ji Yuan on the city wall.
