Several minutes passed, and the other side seemed to realize that this kind of Spirit Attack could not kill Chen Yi.
Soon, streams of blood-reeking obsessions arrived through karmic threads.
From their barely discernible forms, they appeared to be Plague Elves. The blood-red substance wrapped around their bodies gave these weak obsessions an aggressive nature.
Chen Yi's assessment was:
A very interesting technique.
Obsessions could not be blocked by the physical body. They would reach where the soul resided through karma.
However, as these obsessions approached Chen Yi's soul, a sea of fire formed from spirit power surged forth. Once the flames faded, nothing remained.
These few obsessions were not even enough for Chen Yi to condense a killing intent crystal.
When one move failed, the next one followed.
A moment later, black curses spread toward him.
Fire Dragon's expression turned solemn. Violent Battle Qi transformed into a Feather Robe covering his body, and he grabbed the intangible curses.
The curses transformed into a Pitch Black Serpent and bit down on Fire Dragon's arm.
Yet the Feather Robe remained unbroken. Instead, the serpent formed from the curse collapsed.
That curse was only the beginning. The following curses grew increasingly ferocious, transforming into a massive python after being grabbed, yet it could not break free from Fire Dragon's claws no matter what it did.
Fire Dragon clenched his other claw into a fist and directly blew apart the python's body. With nothing left to rely on, the curse dissipated.
Spirit Attack.
A soul attack of obsessions.
Curse attack.
Though the Plague Elves were weak, Chen Yi had not expected them to have researched so many things along the path of karma.
Chen Yi waited quietly where he stood. Several more minutes passed, yet no new attack arrived.
Was it over?
No.