Zhou Yi cast a multitude of spells, such as curses to haunt and hinder, sneak attacks with hidden arrows, or dropping foes into traps and snares.
Whether aimed at soul or flesh, or even sinister arts to kill from afar, the Xuanwu Divine Armor could always sense the impending danger and manifest itself to shield its bearer.
"If I cross paths with that old dragon again, this Daoist won't let him go easily—must wear him down for hundreds of years of lifespan!"
Zhou Yi withdrew the Xuanwu Divine Armor into his Dantian. The initial might of a magic treasure is shaped by its materials and seals; over time, as it is nurtured by mana, its power only continues to rise, and its wielder grows ever more adept at employing it.
"With the Black Tortoise Armor for defense, the Soul-Fixing Mirror for control, all I lack is an attack treasure. Fifteen years in seclusion—who knows if the Mountain and River Cauldron has advanced?"
