The Interval

Seeing Xu Yi back down, Dong Xuanji was equally heartened. Since they could eliminate him outright, why resort to tricks? He no longer urged the three commanders of the Golden Talisman Army. All of them focused their minds as one and poured everything into killing Xu Yi.

The terrifying lance of baleful energy dragged a long wake through the air, as if crushing space layer by layer. Even with Xu Yi hidden behind a Protective Light Barrier as thin as a cicada's wing, the lance's force did not diminish in the slightest.

Xu Yi was secretly growing anxious. Baleful energy kept surging from his left palm, compressing and gathering into a crimson sphere the size of a hammer's head.

He had no Martial Arts secret technique suited to channeling baleful energy, but by relying on its inherent properties, he managed in his haste to unleash the greatest power he could muster.

In his right hand, he had already palmed the iron essence. With death close at hand, he could no longer afford to worry about wasting it.

After his great battle with Zhou Daogan, the iron essence had shrunk considerably from overuse.

That made Xu Yi realize its defenses were not invincible. Once the force reached a certain level, even the iron essence could be damaged.

Iron essence was rare and precious, the greatest treasure in his possession. Its damage had left him heartbroken, and he feared it would be harmed further.

Thus, even through several fierce battles, he had not been willing to use it, even when the Blue Extreme Shield had been shattered.

But now the situation was hanging by a thread. The slightest misstep could cost him his life. How could he still worry about damaging the iron essence?

In the blink of an eye, the lance