Xie Yongjie was a cultivator who had forged his Dao Foundation. Watching from a great distance through a spell, neither Zhong Ming nor Shi Yun could detect him.
And this meant that he had not affected the battle between Zhong Ming and Shi Yun in the slightest.
"Breathe, inhale—"
Though Shi Yun had lost a leg, he stared fixedly at Zhong Ming across from him, not daring to relax for even an instant.
Covered in Killing Intent, he made Zhong Ming feel a lethal threat.
"Someone tempered in the Demon Suppressing Division really did feel different!"
His expression was grave, but Zhong Ming was not afraid.
Within him, mana surged and circulated madly like a rushing torrent.
At a certain moment, when the mana within his body had reached its limit—
A droplet of water immediately appeared at Zhong Ming's fingertips, while his hand had long since curled into a finger-flicking pose.
"Whoosh—"
Just as he finished preparing, a gust of wind suddenly swept through. A bamboo leaf drifted down on the wind and lingered for an instant between the two of them.
That bamboo leaf slightly blocked their line of sight.
And after it drifted away—
With a "whoosh," Shi Yun shot toward Zhong Ming like a venomous snake.
"So fast!"
At that moment, his rapidly swaying snake tail made Shi Yun not only incredibly fast; as he moved, his body swayed from side to side like a phantom, impossible to predict.
But this did not frighten Zhong Ming.
With a "boom," a thunderous blast erupted from where Zhong Ming stood—yet it was not the sound of the water droplet shooting from his fingertips.
He did not believe such a straightforward attack could threaten the battle-hardened Shi Yun.
The sound just now had come from the water flowing around