The point of blade vibrated.
Wang Ba's heart stirred as well.
"Have we already reached the Sword Lodge mentioned by Martial Uncle Xumi?"
Just then,
a voice filled with joyous excitement suddenly rose from a distant snow-capped mountain:
"Xumi! Haha! You've finally come!"
"Hmm?"
Wang Ba, Ying He, and Li Yingfu were all momentarily stunned.
Before the voice had faded,
a highly concentrated sword-light, shimmering with a five-colored radiance, shot towards them from afar!
"Chief Division Master, be careful!"
Sensing the acute danger the sword-light posed, Ying He's complexion drastically changed.
In almost an instant, he conjured up a defensive radiance.
Li Yingfu was slightly slower but still promptly stood in front to shield them.
Wang Ba, on the other hand, was the last of the three to summon his Mysterious Dragon Soldiers.
"Could this person be Martial Uncle Xumi's enemy?!"
"But why does the five-colored light atop this sword-light feel so familiar?"