He gave a cold snort, stepped forward and flicked his index finger, casting a Finger Sword directly into Great Immortal Huang's chest. She howled in pain as the Finger Sword dispersed the Primordial Qi she was secretly manipulating. Chen Yan then followed up with a Body-Stabilizing Technique.
Great Immortal Huang let out a startled cry, then finally sighed long and deep. When she looked at Chen Yan again, her gaze, besides anger, now also carried a trace of fear. She said nothing more.
Chen Yan pointed at the Rabbit Spirit: "You speak! You'd better not try any tricks."
The Rabbit Spirit shrank back, her ears trembling in the cold wind. She stammered: "This honorable cultivator seems to have misunderstood something, but I can swear to the Heavenly Dao that I absolutely had no intention of harming Monk Chuyi!
My master and I are merely temporarily residing in these mountains, avoiding the world and cultivating.
