Taishu Yongsheng was one of the few top experts of the human race. Even now, facing the evil aura of the entire Abyss Clan alone, he still found it difficult.
One had plotted for a long time, while the other was merely striking back on the spur of the moment.
One was fighting alone, while the other had gathered the strength of its entire race.
The power the Abyss Clan had intended to use to exterminate the dragons was now being brought to bear on a single human—even though that human possessed power no weaker than the dragon race.
As the evil poison gas invaded without pause, the pressure Taishu Yongsheng endured grew heavier and heavier.
To transfer that evil aura into another space, the blue gate Taishu Yongsheng had torn open served as a relay station. To maintain the station's stability and its ability to transport the aura, he had to constantly release his true essence to solidify and shape it.
He resisted the evil aura's ferocious onslaught again and again, while continuously enlarging and expanding the gate so that it would not be burst apart by a massive influx of gas.
"Yongsheng." Baili Xi saw that Taishu Yongsheng was in a bad state. His face was grim, his expression pained, and even his forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat. Moreover, held in his arms, she could clearly feel that his heartbeat had already become erratic. For cultivators of this realm, an unstable state of mind was an extremely serious matter, even more worrying than physical injury.
It was clear that the Three-Eyed Demon Race had placed Taishu Yongsheng under tremendous pressure.
"I'm fine." The treacherous Devils had caught Taishu Yongsheng off guard, but he still forced himself to calm down and comfort Baili Xi. He had