"Brother Ning, be careful!"
Ning Daoran's ear caught the voice of Nian Wuya, who was observing the battle from outside.
"Rest assured."
Ning Daoran replied through transmitted sound.
Immediately afterward, a stream of blood-colored barrier rose from all directions, enveloping the battlefield between Ning Daoran and Huo Canzi, cutting it off from the outside world. No longer could anyone outside use Divine Sense to investigate or transmit messages.
...
"Should I address you as Island Master Ning, or Jianjia Old Demon?" Huo Canzi said with a cold sneer.
"Whatever."
Ning Daoran raised his hand lightly, and the Big Green Dragon condensed into his palm. Smiling, he said, "It's just a title after all. Whatever the name, it's all the same. So, Fellow Daoist, who exactly are you, and what kind of schemes are you hiding that you plan to use against me?"
"This..."
