Yet Wei Qi's move seemed to have shown Xue Ying something. The light in his eyes brightened further as he pressed the fingers of both hands together, shaping his palms into blades. With incomparably vigorous True Qi, he condensed one earthen-yellow Qi Blade after another, slashing them out in surging, unbroken waves like the sea.
Hundreds, thousands of Qi Blades interwove in a tangled mesh, sweeping horizontally and chopping vertically. Like fine threads that could sever gold and jade, they all struck at the relatively weak points in Wei Qi's protective aura. The offensive was so varied and dazzling that, for a time, Wei Qi had only the power to defend and none to strike back.
More than that, even when Wei Qi exerted the full power of Heaven Swallowing Eclipse Sun, turning it into an invisible vortex that digested and dissolved everything it touched for his own use, he could only shatter and neutralize forty percent of Xue Ying's Qi Blades. The remaining sixty percent were like great axes that had split heaven and earth apart, chopping his protective True Qi until it teetered on the brink of collapse.
The fierce backlash even left someone with Wei Qi's profound cultivation faintly unable to endure it, his face turning pale.
These earthen-yellow Qi Blades were certainly not merely a technique of condensing Qi into blades. Beyond their sharpness and ferocity, the nature of the True Qi itself was exceptionally high-grade, brimming with Killing Intent and intensely aggressive.
Though it was inferior to Meng Zhao's Crimson Dragon Force, it still surpassed ordinary Innate True Qi and was enough to shake the vortex black hole formed by Heaven Swallowing Eclipse Sun.
Yet despite the enormous expenditure of True Qi that even made Meng Zhao cast a sidelong glance, Xue Ying did not