The moment the Third Holy Son appeared, Xu Yi sensed something was wrong. Though the Third Holy Son's carefully cultivated aura and the soul in his spiritual platform were much the same as before,
At a glance, Xu Yi knew something was off. He had seen Sect Leader Zhu put on an act, and while the Third Holy Son's presence might not have been as seamless as that of Chief Zhu, it had come close to being imperceptible. But the air of having everything under his control that he exuded made Xu Yi realize that something was seriously wrong.
Fortunately, he had been prepared. If he dared provoke the Third Holy Son, he had to have made every possible preparation.
From the very beginning, he had left the Third Holy Son no chance to strike.
So, no matter what realm the Third Holy Son was in or how profound his cultivation was, Xu Yi would stick to his plan. Only the final attack would vary in emphasis.
His choice to meet at Yanliu River had not been a spur-of-the-moment decision. He had his reasons.
As a combat expert, he knew full well how important it was to choose the battlefield in advance. And since he had always loved explosives, when he had parted ways with Yuan Tiansi last time, Yuan Tiansi had specially given him two mid-grade Extreme Water Beads. This time, he could put one to use.
He had gone to Yanliu River first and grabbed a strange fish shaped like a ball because he had noticed the clusters of round bumps covering its body and its slow crawling speed.
Xu Yi had embedded the Extreme Water Bead among the bumps on the fish's body, then tossed it into the river, letting it crawl along slowly underwater.
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