Ji Lie fled using a talisman. The six Fire Gang Malice Spears were about to collide when Xu Yi swept out a hand. A vortex formed, and the six spears vanished in an instant, their abundant Fire Malice returning to his Qi Sea.
Though he lacked Ji Lie's divine art, Heavenly Array Absolute Formation, which let him control the baleful force expelled from his body at will,
he possessed the wonder of Stars Shift and Heavens Turn, allowing him to release and reclaim the baleful force he expelled.
The world-shaking battle sounded complicated when recounted, but in truth it had ended in little more than a dozen breaths.
Yet the shock it left behind carved an indelible mark in everyone's heart, as if heaven and earth had collapsed.
Ji Lie had moved like a dragon soaring through the nine heavens, producing a world-shattering, earth-destroying crescendo with a wave of his hand. In an instant, Xu Yi unleashed Fire Gang Malice, its terrifying power turning the tide. Then Ji Lie's defenses failed time and again, until he vanished on the spot.
Everything that had happened in those dozen or so breaths was the most heart-stopping spectacle the people present would ever witness in their lives.
The Ghost Master stared in a daze. Borrowing Ancestor Yuan's body, he ground his silver teeth together until they clacked, crumbling deep inside.
Jiuru's face was ashen, and he could barely remain standing before collapsing against the table.
He had never imagined he would provoke such a deadly fiend for no reason. He almost suspected that Buddha Ancestor, who had ignored his prayers for a thousand years, had finally answered him this time. He muttered to himself, *That damned Buddha Ancestor must be blaming this old monk for not being sincere enough in his devotion, and