At that moment, Xu Yi's yin soul was utterly exhausted.
When he had first entered Shatai Valley, he had repeatedly overcome Tianyi Dao's experts by using the Soul-Summoning Banner to shake their souls before striking to kill.
Each time the Soul-Summoning Banner shook a soul, it didn't consume nearly as much of his divided soul as when he had wielded it to sweep Dao Yan away.
But continuously activating the Soul-Summoning Banner still took a heavy toll on his yin soul.
Now he had used another technique to sweep away the Leopard-headed middle-aged man's already exhausted yin soul, leaving his own even more drained.
Xu Yi swallowed a few drops of Soul Replenishing Liquid and silently visualized the blood moon. The liquid's medicinal power was instantly absorbed, and his exhausted yin soul finally rallied a little. But the Soul Replenishing Liquid's effects were growing weaker and weaker.
When Xu Yi finished speaking, the high-cheekboned old man nearly toppled over. Was he supposed to go call their patron here, only for him to be swept away by that eerie banner?
The standoff continued. No one dared make a move, because nobody wanted to be the next one swept away by Xu Yi's Soul-Summoning Banner.
The high-cheekboned old man wanted to go outside and send word, but then it felt as if he would be calling that patron here to his death.
Xu Yi once again tipped into his mouth some Clarity Pills mixed with Soul Replenishing Liquid and continued visualizing, doing his best to ease the exhaustion of his yin soul.
The standoff settled in once more.
It was laughable, really. More than twenty Soul Sensing experts remained, along with a host of Peak Liquid Condensation experts. If they truly fought, how could Xu Yi possibly stand a chance?
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