The long spear pierced through the Blade Curtain, and Lu Yang's hands went numb around his saber.
With the Soul Mist bolstering him, he truly possessed the ability to sever the Power of Law. But he couldn't sever the Blood Soul Spear, nor that faint, elusive Power of Dao Principles.
The Blood Soul Demon Lord had been born from a sea of blood, blessed with extraordinary Xiantian aptitude.
Postnatally, he had devoured the blood of countless living beings and seized their endless desires.
His innate gifts were among the finest in all of Jiuzhou.
At present, he still hadn't recovered his eighth-realm cultivation and couldn't fully mobilize his own Dao Principles.
In battle, he mainly relied on the Power of Law at the peak of the seventh realm.
But even the little Power of Dao Principles he could currently summon had become a potent weapon for breaking through Lu Yang's defenses.
He used his own Dao Principles to force his way through the defense of Lu Yang's Blade Curtain, then infused the spear with the Power of Law. As long as Lu Yang couldn't sever the Blood Soul Spear, he couldn't destroy the Power of Law hidden within it.
With just one simple change of move, the Blood Soul Demon Lord effortlessly broke through Lu Yang's Blade Curtain. The Blood Soul Spear drove straight in, knocked the Thunderclap Saber aside, and thrust for Lu Yang's throat!
"Die!"
Even with both hands gripping the saber, Lu Yang could barely keep the Thunderclap Saber from being flung away. An overwhelming force surged into his arms. He felt the bones in both arms shift out of place in an instant, and pain tore through him. For a brief moment, he couldn't muster any strength at all.
In an instant, the Blood Soul Demon