Hong Jin raised a hand and summoned the Black Flag and White Banner. The instant the twin flags struck the ground, they evolved into a Mysterious Gate Flag Gate space sealed off from both within and without.
Mystic light drifted across the Flag Gate, forming an illusory barrier all its own. Horse and rider slipped into the Flag Gate together, his figure instantly melting into the void, without shadow or form, hidden without a trace.
Though Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye could see through the falsehoods of the world, it was hard-pressed to break this unique Jie Sect Five Elements evasion art.
The force of his Mountain-Splitting Blade and the killing moves of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art all fell into emptiness—either stripped away layer by layer and dissolved by the Flag Gate barrier, or plunging vainly into the illusory void.
Hidden within the Flag Gate, Hong Jin could clearly perceive every movement outside. He wandered between illusion and reality, calmly avoiding each offensive, and from time to time burst out from blind spots in the void. His blade light was strange and unpredictable, forcing Yang Jian to withdraw his moves in defense.
After several exchanges, every killing move Yang Jian unleashed was steadily countered by the Flag Gate evasion, and he could never so much as graze Hong Jin.
On the other side, Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, and the other Zhou generals charged forward in turns, yet all of them crashed headlong into the deadliest, fiercest edge of the Shang Army's death battle.
At this moment, the Shang soldiers had long since cast aside the shackles of life and death. Bearing sky-swallowing hatred to avenge Yin Jiao, they fought with their lives, battling to the death without retreat.
Even when struck by spells, their armor shattered and blood streaming, they still held