Why had Zhang Yu lured his opponent all the way here, only to finally seal him inside Yang energy? Naturally, it was because the Yang energy in his hands had low performance and weak power. Once a Refining Void soul cultivator had transferred into it, it could reduce the threat he posed as much as possible.
But when Zhang Yu saw that Tai Chenggong could condense Yin into form, he realized that this state was easier to control. Thus, the instant Tai Chenggong reclaimed the Yang energy, the Yang energy in Zhang Yu's hand shattered—and Tai Chenggong was fired out.
At the same time, 2,000 Nascent Soul-level streams of power surrounded and locked onto Tai Chenggong, seeming ready to tear him apart completely and annihilate both body and soul the very next instant.
Tai Chenggong gave a bitter laugh inwardly. He had never imagined that a dignified Refining Void soul cultivator, sneaking into the Grotto-Heaven of some mere Nascent Soul cultivator, would actually be detected.
What he had not expected even more was that, even after deploying every trick in his arsenal and shifting his authority, just when he thought he had escaped Zhang Yu's control, he opened his eyes only to find himself inside the Yang energy in Zhang Yu's hand—and then Zhang Yu had fired him out. To think that even with my Spirit Realm Technology, I still couldn't escape Zhang Yu's One Yang Finger.
What shocked Tai Chenggong even more was the threat that had erupted from that finger strike.
Although Zhang Yu had used only this one move, Tai Chenggong had already recorded all kinds of observational data and rapidly evaluated it in his mind.
Zhang Yu's move had borrowed the characteristics of the Immortal Grotto-Heaven, transmitting the attacks of countless Dharma Treasure puppets within the