He was actually a formation master! When Zhao Tianyang saw this Blood Cauldron Demon Refining Formation, a bad feeling suddenly welled up inside him. Thinking back to his encounters with Xiao Jinlei and the Old Monster Mengshan, perhaps this boy had already anticipated that someone would intercept him during his flight. Zhao Tianyang himself might simply have been an unforeseen complication.
In that instant, Lu Xiaotian had already reached out and seized another golden-and-silver zither string. Zhao Tianyang exerted his strength and pulled, but a tremendous force surged from the other end of the string, nearly dragging Zhao Tianyang over as well.
A dual cultivator of body and dharma was indeed difficult to deal with. Judging from this strength alone, his opponent's attainments in body cultivation were definitely not limited to those of a mere Tenth-Tier body cultivator. As for the demonic aura surrounding him, Zhao Tianyang had no idea what astonishing cultivation art he had used. Zhao Tianyang would not have feared him at his peak, but after expending so much energy, he was actually beginning to lose in a contest of strength.
A vicious glint flashed through Zhao Tianyang's eyes. The golden-and-silver zither string that Lu Xiaotian had seized after using the Devouring Soul Art suddenly exploded with a bang, splitting into five slender threads. They seemed to possess a life of their own as they stabbed toward Lu Xiaotian's vital points.
The incident had happened too suddenly, and the distance was too close. Even Lu Xiaotian had no time to shoot them away. Relying on the Ruyi Battle Armor alone, he could not completely block the five scattered threads.
A trace of smugness filled Zhao Tianyang's eyes. More than five powerful experts had already died beneath this trump card of his. The fact that this boy had