What left Hu Yiyin feeling even more stifled was that he had actually failed to see how Lu Xiaotian had evaded the strike he had been certain would hit. Perhaps Lu Xiaotian could block that strike, but surely he could no longer kill He Qin Xian. Yet the other man had done precisely that.
"You'll be next soon." Lu Xiaotian reappeared and smiled faintly. In truth, if he had not been inspired by Hu Yiyin to use the power of the wind and fire laws to form a devouring vortex, used the Demon-Suppressing Tower to collect most of Wu Gan's God-Severing Golden Mist, and then attacked He Qin Xian with that mist when a flaw appeared in his defense, Lu Xiaotian might not have broken out of the deadlock so quickly.
But whatever the reason, in the eyes of outsiders, Lu Xiaotian had done it.
After killing one of them, Lu Xiaotian's pressure eased considerably. This time, he no longer intended to pick on the weaker opponent. Aside from the God-Severing Golden Mist, Wu Gan's other methods were ordinary in Lu Xiaotian's eyes.
With his hands free, Lu Xiaotian had no time to grind away at them. The Heaven-Turning, Heaven-Crushing, Heaven-Trapping, Heaven-Shaking, Earth-Covering, Mountain-Shattering, Mountain-Overlapping, and other dragon seals came one after another. His relics flew out, floating in the air like rounds of white suns, while thunder rumbled and the wind roared.
At the heart of the storm, Hu Yiyin and Wu Gan could barely conceal their shock. Lu Xiaotian had already employed more than five kinds of law power, weaving them together.
Hu Yiyin had devoted himself to cultivating the laws of wind and fire, yet he often felt stretched to his limit. To attain such a level in both, Hu Yiyin had often felt proud of himself.