Caught completely off guard, Yang Nian and Kui Long had no time to react before taking the deadly blow. In truth, Xu Yi had been itching to strike for a while, but Wei Zhen and He Feng had still been there, so he hadn't dared reveal his strength. Even so, the power displayed by the Great Art of Transforming Qi in this surprise attack delighted him.
"Profound Intent. I never imagined it, truly never imagined it—I'd live to encounter a monster like you. This doesn't make sense. A monster like you should be treasured by the entire Southern Pole Sect, not sent out to die. I didn't want to kill anyone, but you've successfully stirred up my murderous intent."
After speaking in a frigid voice, Zuo Menghai swept out a hand. A wall of light stretched endlessly in every direction, and countless enormous, grotesque hands appeared across each wall, clawing wildly toward Xu Yi.
Xu Yi stood where he was and formed a hand seal. In an instant, the Coordinate Axis reappeared, centered on him and stretching endlessly outward. The enormous hands that had nearly reached him were all caught within its grid.
Zuo Menghai could hardly believe his eyes. He knew better than anyone the power of the attack he'd unleashed. How could a Profound Infant cultivator who had merely comprehended Profound Intent defend against it? And yet what he was seeing was no illusion. This was bad. He couldn't let this bastard live. If he did, he'd become a major threat.
Once Zuo Menghai had made up his mind, he unleashed an unending barrage of attacks. He knew that even if Xu Yi's cultivation art was bizarre, his magic power was weak—that was undoubtedly his Achilles' heel. He refused to believe that an all-out assault couldn't wear Xu