"Ah!"
Blue Zheyang suffered agony in both soul and flesh. His severed arm rapidly dispersed into countless Destiny Taizi and flew back, reconnecting to his body, but some of the damage to those Destiny Taizi was irreversible.
Most fatal of all, he still had not shaken off White Wind, and the humiliation of losing an arm would undoubtedly deal a massive blow to his reputation!
Even if he ultimately defeated Li Tianming, Blue Zheyang would find it hard to accept... In his eyes, Li Tianming was merely a mongrel with too many talents but none refined enough. How could he compare to a purebred genius like himself?
His targets had always been only Sifang Beichen and Moyu Piaoxu!
And just as Blue Zheyang feared, the moment his severed arm flew out, the spectators outside erupted!
They had clearly been watching Blue Zheyang on the verge of destroying Li Tianming's Astral Realm!
How had some white mist suddenly appeared, seeming to be an Astral Realm as well?
Why had Blue Zheyang suddenly blushed bashfully at Li Tianming?
What the hell had he said?
Auntie?
Then they saw Blue Zheyang clutching his head and howling in pain, while Li Tianming charged in for the kill. One of his twin swords was blocked, but the other struck true, slicing off one of Blue Zheyang's arms!
From the outside perspective, the scene was that simple—and that bizarre!
Blue Zheyang had gone from holding the upper hand to losing an arm in the blink of an eye...
But in truth, everyone present was a genius, and none of them were unfamiliar with soul attacks. Every one of Blue Zheyang's reactions had been a symptom of illusion, soul assault, and soul control!
"He has three more soul-type lifebound beasts! And three soul natal Astral Realms?"
Amid