"With this, those two little guys are in trouble. But it's also true that we can't let our disciples bring such a magical treasure to the competition."

Wu Er thought Xiong Ao and Han Qingxiu would be thoroughly beaten next...

Although there are some differences between the two cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage, these differences seem insignificant in the face of such a powerful magic weapon.

Sure enough, as soon as this magic weapon was produced, the surrounding spiritual energy stirred.

The initially agitated disciples of the Chaoran Sect calmed down, staring wide-eyed at the tower above Dong Liang's head.

"Speechless."

With the tower on his head, Dong Liang slowly walked towards Wu Er and the others.

The light emanating from the base of the tower enveloped his body, forming a barrier.

This barrier looks very thin, but no one thinks that thinness means it can be easily penetrated.

Dong Liang walked very slowly, as if taking a leisurely stroll, appearing quite relaxed.

With such a treasure in hand, ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators couldn't cause any trouble, so he was naturally fearless.

As Dong Liang walked, he said, "I thought I could easily deal with you without lifting a finger, but unfortunately, these fellow disciples are too stupid and insisted that I use such a magic weapon."

Then, Dong Liang shook his head and said disdainfully, "I see you have a lot of tricks up your sleeves, but this time none of them will work. You're just waiting to see if you can break this magic weapon."

"Dude, don't be so absolute. You're setting a flag for yourself."

Wu Er, who was watching the show from the sidelines, couldn't help but chuckle when he heard Dong Liang's words.

"Hmm?" Dong Liang grinned and said in a wicked voice, "You wait."

Wu Er shrugged and said, "I was just reminding you not to make promises you can't keep. You're really clueless."