Locked on?
Every inch of his skin felt as though it had been pierced by needles, stinging with pain everywhere.
Xu Xiaoshou lowered his head.
Beneath his tattered clothes, every pore on his body had swollen, seeping threads of blood.
"What?"
Xu Xiaoshou was horrified.
He did not even know who his enemy was.
Yet merely being locked onto had made him cough up blood, while his skin began to split apart?
Who could the person locking onto him be?
"Hm?"
Gou Wuyue and Elder Sang, both poised to strike, noticed the anomaly at almost the same time.
If, after Gou Wuyue's Azure Mo Sword Realm rose, everyone in the battle at Eight Palaces Town had realized that these two intended to pull apart and fight one-on-one—
Then in this situation, where no one else could join the battle, the only one still capable of breaking through spatial lock-on and aiming directly at Xu Xiaoshou alone...
"Yu Lingdi?"
Elder Sang's heart abruptly skipped a beat.
He recalled that blurry face Yu Lingdi had manifested just before dying.
At such a critical moment, was all he had been after merely shouting that meaningless cry?
"No, it wasn't Yu Lingdi!"
Elder Sang's thoughts froze, and he suddenly understood. "It was the overlooked black dot that came with Yu Lingdi's shout!"
At his level, with a mere turn of thought, his previous memories surged forth in perfect detail as though the scene were replaying itself.
Indeed.
In Yu Lingdi's final shout, not only had he noisily uttered that meaningless line, but he had also spat out a black dot utterly devoid of any attack power.
That black dot could not even aim.
Elder Sang had not needed to dodge; it had missed him entirely.
But now that he considered it, Yu Lingdi's target,