Xu Yi had vast experience fighting enemies, but he had never encountered an attack like this one, capable of corroding both illusory and tangible objects.
Still, it was a good thing. The strange white Qi dispersed into his dantian and vanished without a trace, assuring him that his Qi Sea Realm had not been destroyed.
But he had no time to take comfort in that before the immense pain throughout his body nearly drowned out his consciousness.
His meridians were ground to pieces layer by layer by the white Qi, only to be stitched back together layer by layer. As soon as they were mended, they were ground apart again, over and over. The white Qi was like the cruelest, most heartless executioner, inflicting the harshest torture known to man.
Gradually, Xu Yi grew completely numb to the agony. He began carefully studying the paths the white Qi took as it coursed through his body.
The more closely he studied it, the more he sensed something both familiar and not quite familiar about it. Yet he couldn't remember where that supposed familiarity came from.
Just as Xu Yi was immersed in the white Qi's violent assault, the situation outside changed once more.
The blue barrier produced by the Dragon Mother Ancient Shell remained indestructible.
And the faint white Qi flowing from the strange jade corpse's mouth and nose showed no sign of dissipating.
Whether they were Immortal Lord Fang, the Yu Family's Great Elder, and the others inside the blue barrier, or the Yin Yang Two Lords, Crimson-Eyed Daoist, and the others outside it, everyone was growing restless.
At last, Immortal Lord Fang let out a long whistle, drawing everyone's attention. Then he said, "Fellow inner-sect Daoists, waiting around like this isn't going to solve anything. How about we make