The power on the Taiji Diagram strengthened somewhat, and Lin Xuan's aura rose slightly as well. The change was minute, but the Eighth Meridian Lord noticed it.
Within the Battle Clan, he was renowned for his keen perception. He could detect the slightest changes; no one in the Battle Clan could match him.
Could it be... that he grew stronger by killing people? How... how was that possible? Even the methods of the Bloodshadow Fiendlands could not be so swift and direct, could they?
Could he truly be the heinous Fiend that Godheart Abbot of Brahma Sound Temple spoke of?
The Eighth Meridian Lord's thoughts were exceedingly complicated. He imagined countless possibilities, completely unaware that he had guessed a small part of the truth.
Boom!
At that moment, Lin Xuan suddenly launched a fierce assault. The Four Symbols roared at his side, boiling forth vast swathes of strange phenomena.
This is bad!
The Eighth Meridian Lord immediately severed his tangled thoughts and slashed his blade fiercely at the Taiji Diagram. Then, borrowing the terrifying energy tide, he blasted backward, shattering who knew how much space and leaving a massive black ravine across the heavens.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Lin Xuan grinned. The Four Symbols and the Taiji Diagram abruptly accelerated, crossing the sky along that ravine in an instant and closing in on the Eighth Meridian Lord.
The Four Symbols roared. The Primeval Forest Sea, endless golden tides, a raging domain of fire, and dark-blue waves bordering on black crashed down at once.
The Taiji Diagram erupted with terrifying black-and-white light and descended right after them.
In less than one ten-thousandth of a breath, the Eighth Meridian Lord was locked in place, his body trapped in midair.
"Ah!"
He wielded his blade and slashed madly, his battle blade