In terms of cultivation and magical power, Yangfish cultivators were already far stronger than Yinfish cultivators. With the added suppression of the Yangfish, Yinfish cultivators had no chance of standing against them.
The moment Tong Tianchuan released the Yangfish's suppression, Xu Yi began trembling all over, sweat pouring down his face. The swagger with which he had just taunted Tong Tianchuan was gone. He kept activating the Stone Fire Art as he darted through the woods. His Stone Fire Art was certainly exquisite, a first-rate escape technique.
But Tong Tianchuan had dared to chase after him because he was sure he could catch him. A Yangfish appeared above Tong Tianchuan's head and wrapped around his legs. His escape speed, already at its limit, surged to a new level. He clung stubbornly to Xu Yi, launching one attack after another until Xu Yi could do nothing but block.
At last, Xu Yi fled in blind panic and crashed into a towering tree. He knocked it down, but the impact sent him flying too. In the next instant, Tong Tianchuan finally caught up. He swept out a hand, and bolts of lightning gathered into a cage-like net, blotting out the sky as it descended on Xu Yi.
In the blink of an eye, a square box shot out and shattered the net. Several more square boxes flew out right after it. Tong Tianchuan's eyes widened. His body blazed with seven-colored light, transforming into a fiery bird three zhang tall. Its sharp beak unleashed streaks of profound baleful intent.
But Tong Tianchuan had pursued too closely and was right on Xu Yi's heels. Caught off guard, he had no room to dodge Xu Yi's counterattack and could only take it head-on. By then, Xu Yi had mastered the Great Art of Transforming Qi