The Limitless Sect Fears the Cold

Under that terrifying Sword Light, let alone threatening to kill Xue Zier, Ying Luo could barely even extricate himself. All he could do was dodge and defend.

No sooner had he narrowly avoided that strike than Lu Feng's successive attacks came crashing down again.

Ying Luo was hard-pressed to cope and had no room to retaliate. The wisp of Extreme Yang Breath clinging to the sword force made him instinctively fearful, like a mouse seeing a cat.

Facing Lu Feng's fierce onslaught, he felt like someone with a cleanliness obsession confronting an enemy covered head to toe in mud, terrified of soiling his clothes. In such a state of mind, he could not help being restrained in every move, fighting with extreme caution and unable to bring out his original strength at all.

Only now, through firsthand experience, did Ying Luo finally understand Three-Finger Old Devil's fear. It was not Lu Feng's monstrous strength that he feared, but this Extreme Yang Qi.

The core of their path of cultivating through harvesting yin to replenish yang was not that their own yang breath was insufficient. Quite the opposite—it was precisely because the yang breath cultivated through their path was too abundant that they had to constantly draw upon the yin essence within women to replenish themselves and balance the yin and yang within their bodies.

And now, Lu Feng's Extreme Yang Qi was like a violently explosive spark, carrying the risk of detonating them at any time, throwing their yin and yang completely out of balance and causing them to die from excessive yang.

Three-Finger Old Devil felt this most keenly. The Extreme Yang force that had seeped into his body through the Overlord's Might Fist had nearly destroyed more than half his foundation. The portion of women's yin essence he