Back then, Xu Yi had relied on a magic treasure to tie down his opponent, then used divine abilities to attack and secure victory.
Pang Qingyun, on the other hand, couldn't defeat Xu Yi with divine abilities, so he'd tried to win quickly with magic treasures. Now his divine abilities were useless, and his magic treasures were useless too. Pang Qingyun's situation seemed to have turned delicate in an instant.
Just as Xu Yi's taut nerves began to relax, a black longsword suddenly cut through the air without warning. The crowd erupted.
"The Demon-Cloaking Sword!"
"How is this possible! Controlling two magic treasures at once can easily split the corpse fire. Demon Embryo—it must be the Demon Embryo's ability! Xu Yi is finished!"
"Victory is certain. Brother Wang, do you think you could beat a Pang Qingyun like this?"
Wang Kunlun smiled faintly without answering, keeping his eyes fixed on the changes in the arena.
The Demon-Cloaking Sword was like an exploding fire phoenix, dragging a sky-scorching blaze behind it as it shot straight at Xu Yi. In the blink of an eye, it was upon him.
Everyone knew Xu Yi was finished. He couldn't possibly have a second powerful magic treasure to counter the Demon-Cloaking Sword, and his Bixiu Sword was firmly entangled by the Adamant Seal. There was no way it could break free and come to his rescue.
Just then, starlight spilled down from the heavens once more. Xu Yi's manifested Dharma body, with two heads and four arms, gained another head and two arms, becoming three-headed and six-armed.
The newly added head belonged to a sorrowful Buddha. His face was filled with grief, and his arms were as thin and withered as those of an ordinary old man. His left hand formed a flower-pinching gesture and