Xu Yi unleashed over a hundred Sword Qi attacks in succession. Even though nine out of ten missed, more than ten struck Feng Jiu. Even after reaching the fifth rank, Feng Jiu found the taste of those ten-plus strikes anything but pleasant.
"You cur, this isn't over! You can't escape responsibility for Tu Min and Jiu Huang's deaths. Just you wait!"
After shouting angrily, Feng Jiu's figure flickered as he tried to flee. But after only a few hundred yards, he crashed into a curtain of light and rebounded.
"A Restriction Formation!"
Feng Jiu's expression changed drastically. He had never imagined Xu Yi would have laid a formation in advance.
He had clearly set the trap, waiting for Xu Yi to walk into it. Instead, he had walked right into Xu Yi's trap.
At this point, Feng Jiu finally understood. Their plans had been leaked, and Xu Yi had discovered their ambush at Starry Gorge ahead of time.
But how could that be possible? He had spared no demonic essence in concealing himself, and his concealment had been extremely successful. The four who knew about this were all together, with their interests bound up in it. No one would be stupid enough to leak the news.
As Feng Jiu's thoughts raced, a frenzied torrent of Sword Qi came at him again, forcing him to dodge.
In the blink of an eye, another hundred breaths passed. Feng Jiu took over twenty more hits. His entire demonic body was almost drenched in blood, covered in sword wounds, and utterly battered.
"Xu Yi, let's stop here. I was wrong about this. I'll also help conceal the truth about Tu Min and Jiu Huang's deaths. Let's call it quits. Don't think this young master is afraid of you. I simply don't want to use