Li's expression changed dramatically, her face wrinkling like a Shar-Pei. As the Dragon Head Cane smashed towards Su He, a black gleam flashed, and the Old Qilin butted its head against the cane.
A muffled sound blocked the cane, followed by hearty laughter. The Qilin seemed unconcerned about its nearly broken Qilin Horn.
For the first time in this battle, they had wounded this old demoness.
Even though the injury healed in the blink of an eye, breaking through her defense was a victory, wasn't it?
"It's you!" Li lowered her head to look at the rapidly retreating Qilin old ancestor. Her strike wasn't supposed to harm this Qilin, for the power of the Qilin was not within itself.
The Old Qilin laughed joyously: "Are you pleased? I have lent my strength to Young Friend Su He."
Combining the Turtle Shell of the Old Turtle, the Taozu Finger Bone, and his own power, the three-in-one had harmed the old pious woman!
