C171 A Sudden Assassin

Elder Li paused, his eyes wide with surprise and uncertainty as he glanced at the silver shield floating before Yang Xuan. He quickly gave a nod of acknowledgment.

With his withered right hand, Elder Li raised two fingers to the forefront, a flicker of golden light dancing at their tips.

The Profound Suppression Mirror, hovering nearby, seemed to heed a silent summons. It burst into brilliance