Watching the flesh all over the Mei Ba clone writhe, You Ze's eyes turned cold. He held his hands out as if embracing the sun and moon.
In an instant, gale-force winds erupted around the Mei Ba clone. Black qi billowed, enveloping it in the blink of an eye.
Within the Black Storm, blood sprayed from the Mei Ba clone's entire body. Every wisp and thread of black qi was as sharp as a blade.
At the same time, the qi moved like snakes, slipping through every opening and burrowing into the severed flesh, slicing continuously from within.
Just then, a beam of light, even blacker and more lustrous than the darkness, suddenly tore through the storm. It swept across the grassland and reached You Ze in the blink of an eye.
You Ze's expression changed, and his figure blurred.
The next second, he was struck by the beam. With a thunderous boom, his body split into pieces, blasted into nothing but bones and flesh.
Yet when those fragments fell, they turned out to be sheets of shed skin. There was no flesh or bone among them.
This was You Ze's substitute-death technique. He had used a Snake Molt to take the brunt of the attack in his place.
His true body appeared on the ground some distance away. Though he had avoided the attack, he no longer had the time to control the Black Storm.
Thus, the storm came to a halt.
Black qi spread everywhere, and a figure walked out.
The Mei Ba clone.
It had grown two more arms, while a cluster of black tentacles danced behind it. At the tip of every tentacle was an eyeball.
As a result, Mei Ba's field of vision had become incredibly broad, with practically no blind spots.
At that moment,