Feinting east and striking west was one of the common tactics when facing multiple opponents alone, just like picking the soft persimmons to squeeze, or fiercely kicking The Cripple's bad leg—are all normal tactics.
Sect Leader Long Pan was weaker, so Wang Yu naturally wanted to deal with one opponent first, making it easier to use his full strength against the more troublesome Dragon Zen Master.
The scarlet thread that seemed capable of cleaving heaven and earth descended behind Sect Leader Long Pan in an instant. The man was so horrified his soul nearly fled, and just as he wanted to activate his Natal Spirit Treasure to protect himself—
The Asura Blood Sea illusion swallowed his consciousness completely.
Even though he had only been delayed for less than half a breath before relying on the characteristics of his primordial spirit to awaken from the killing-intent illusion, the razor-sharp bloodline had already touched the tip of his nose.
There was simply no time for him to react again.
And it was at that very instant—
Dragon Zen Master crossed through space and arrived. In the hands of the Vajra Subduing Demon Bright King formed by the Formation appeared a massive Demon Subduing Pestle, as if real metal weapons were clashing.
It slammed hard into the blood-colored slash.
Amid a great bloom of golden light, the Demonic Qi was restrained by the Buddhist light and swiftly lowered its banners and stilled its drums, receding at a speed visible to the naked eye. This was not merely a matter of restraint.
It was also because the cultivation of the Formation's presider far surpassed Wang Yu himself.
Failing to succeed with one strike, Wang Yu immediately retreated and fled toward the outside of the sect. Fighting atop this Floating Sky Mountain was absolutely not