After exceeding its limits, the backlash from the Unreasonable Point was simply too violent.
At the same time, Xu Yi's mana was nearly depleted.
Using the Unreasonable Point technique consumed a truly astonishing amount of mana.
What he unleashed looked like nothing more than a single point. In reality, he had to use his mana to activate an immense formation. Put simply, that formation was the real Unreasonable Point, while the black dot was merely its concrete manifestation.
Before long, the strange vortex reappeared inside his mana-drained body, and Xu Yi began refining wish beads.
"Young Master, let's go."
An old man with a waxen complexion wore a bitter smile as he spoke to the cultivator wrapped in layers of black qi.
"Can I even leave? I've sacrificed myself to the demon. If I don't destroy him and slay the inner demon, I can only die here."
After the cultivator wreathed in black qi finished speaking, his figure blurred and vanished.
"Brother Yin, what should we do? It's only been a few months, and that man has changed again. At this rate of growth, what good will all our careful preparations do?"
A purple-faced, red-haired cultivator came to stand beside the waxen old man. His words brimmed with helplessness.
Four other cultivators were with them. They stood scattered nearby, each with his eyes closed and his mouth shut.
Needless to say, the waxen old man addressed as "Brother Yin" was Uncle Yin, while the purple-faced, red-haired cultivator was Bai Menghui.
They had gone to great lengths to disguise themselves for this operation.
At that moment, Uncle Yin felt exhausted to his very core.
He had spared no effort in preparing to deal with Xu Yi.
Back then, he and Bai Menghui had left Biyou Academy together and gone to the