Despite cursing a blue streak in his heart countless times, Dragon-Serpent Shadow Bodhisattva still refused to give up. He still had one last sliver of hope.
False Holding. It definitely has a time limit!
True Lords were not so easy to kill, even Heretical True Lords. As long as he held on, he could simply wait until Lu Yang expired. Victory would still be his!
Yet in the very next second, his expression changed slightly.
At the same time, Lu Yang, who had just dodged his Fruit Position collision, drifted toward him and lightly brushed a hand across his Fruit Position.
Not good!
In an instant, Dragon-Serpent Shadow Bodhisattva felt a powerful gravitational pull. All the immense power within his body seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough. With a single thought, he recalled his Myriad Transformations Fruit Position. Yet he watched in anguish as a corner of the hazy mist formed by that Fruit Position had vanished. The "Myriad Transformations" contained within had also lost several hundred transformations out of thin air—all of them now in Lu Yang's hands!
"Mm, still a little short."
Looking at the thin mist in his hand, Lu Yang felt somewhat regretful. After all, this was False Holding. He could not truly wield the profundities of Fire in the Sky, allowing his opponent to escape.
Otherwise, the Myriad Transformations Fruit Position would already have fallen into his hands.
After all, directly offering up one's Fruit Position to kill an enemy was an exceedingly dangerous act. This was even more so for a Heretical True Lord. Once damaged, it became a flaw in one's Dao.
Mine!
With a casual toss, Lu Yang threw this corner of an External Dao Fruit Position into the Ten Thousand Spirit Banner, then fed