Lin Xuan neither dodged nor evaded, but the Nine Heavens Bright Moon Ring began to tremble violently. The ring-shadows filling the sky seemed to resonate as they came surging toward his opponent like mountains collapsing and seas overturning.
Jin Yi's face twisted. Taking it head-on would definitely be extremely foolish, but now that matters had developed to this point, he had no room to make any extra choices. The talisman he had used could at most delay Xianmu Yi Lan for a breath. The chance would vanish in the blink of an eye; he had to carve out a bloody path before the other party could react.
With his cultivation fallen to Lihe, that uneven, toad-skin-like armor of his had also collapsed. Jin Yi let out a great shout and struck out with both fists again and again, but quite a few ring-shadows still slipped through the net. His arms, chest, abdomen, and thighs were struck in succession.
In Lin Xuan's eyes, the Nine Heavens Bright Moon Ring was somewhat trashy, but that was only because he had too many treasures. In truth, among those of the same rank, this treasure's might was absolutely respectable.
Jin Yi was beaten until his eyes bulged, blood spraying wildly from his mouth in great mouthfuls. If Lin Xuan had guessed correctly, his internal organs were most likely already injured, but at this moment, preserving his life was the principle. How could he care about anything else? Forcing himself on, he actually charged to within three feet of Lin Xuan.
Seeing that Lin Xuan still had not the slightest intention of giving way, a fierce light flashed in Jin Yi's eyes. He glared and roared, "Those who block me die! You can roll straight down to the Underworld!"
As he spoke, he raised his