Liu Xuanji certainly wouldn't die in such a humiliating way as being trampled by spirit beasts. He seemed to advance in a chaotic manner, yet cleverly avoided the encirclement and trampling of several spirit beasts casting spells. Then, he grabbed a branch blasted apart by the battle in the valley, which flew into his palm. Liu Xuanji wielded the charred, rain-soaked stick like a child, occasionally swinging it wildly or tapping the limbs of spirit beasts about to tread upon him.
In Pei Yan's perception, this seemingly random behavior transformed into a different picture. Each time Liu Xuanji raised the stick, the source energy within the mountain stream converged toward him, and when he swung it down, this energy turned into sword qi that attacked each spirit beast.
