Jin Yi was a Gold Spirit, formed from countless pieces of refined gold. He was immune to attacks from blades and swords. Even if he stood still and let Ling Tian attack him, he had nothing to fear. After all, would a pile of refined gold be afraid of blades and swords?
Yet when he saw Ling Tian use his dual-sword secret art, he still fought him weapon to weapon. The attacks of the saber and sword in his hands were completely different, but they grew more and more like Ling Tian's. He was clearly imitating Ling Tian's fighting style.
He had learned to imitate it so convincingly in such a short time. His talent was astonishing; no wonder he was an expert on the War Immortal Ranking.
Seeing this, Ling Tian smiled bitterly. He knew that continuing to attack like this would be useless. With a flash, he withdrew from the fight, then his hands blurred through a series of seals as he unleashed the Vine Daoist Arts.
Faced with vines filling the sky, Jin Yi remained expressionless. At a thought, the space around him shifted, and more than a dozen crescent-shaped blades howled in every direction. They spun through the air, their cold gleam sinister, as Refined Gold Qi surged from them. They easily sliced through the vines.
For a moment, broken branches and leaves flew everywhere, as if a rain of foliage had begun.
Then the dozen or so blades wheeled back and hovered around Jin Yi, forming a protective guard.
"Tsk, tsk, you're pretty good at controlling objects." Ling Tian praised him, though inwardly he smiled bitterly. This guy is too hard to deal with. With what I can do right now, I can't do a thing to him.
"I'm a Gold Spirit. Controlling metal and