Wei Chen's instincts kicked in as he sensed real danger coming from Murong Xuanji's powerful new form. Even though he knew this state would be temporary and that Murong Xuanji should not be able to maintain it for long, during this time the power was enough to threaten Wei Chen's life.
"God damn it… why do those hypocritical righteous types always know some demonic path forbidden techniques? Is this some kind of standard, or is it a must have?" Wei Chen muttered as he scratched his head in annoyance.
On Murong Xuanji's side, he looked at the fifty kilometer tall battle formation and let out a sneer.
"Heh… I do not know how you got your hands on my Murong Clan Battle Asura formation diagram, but this diagram is only meant for the warrior slaves of my clan to use." Murong Xuanji extended his hand toward the fifty kilometer colossal spiritual qi construct.
