The tide had turned. Li Yang had suffered injuries in several places, and Mo Lei was chasing him down, leaving him in a sorry state.
The humiliation of being chased by a junior was easy to imagine. Li Yang's face darkened with shame and anger. As he watched Mo Lei come after him again, a harsh glint flashed in his eyes. Then, with a thought, the sun phantom behind him shifted—an unmistakable sign that he was condensing a Golden Crow phantom.
Mo Lei had watched Li Yang's earlier fight with Brother Wen Jian, so she knew he was condensing a Golden Crow phantom and didn't dare keep pursuing him. But she was still fairly close to Li Yang. The Golden Crow's cry carried both sonic and soul attacks; as a result, her figure faltered. In that brief moment of daze, the Golden Crow shot straight toward her.
The Golden Crow was several zhang tall. Its wings spread wide, wreathed in dark-red flames, as though it could set the whole world ablaze.
Watching the hot air curl the edges of her clothes, Mo Lei furrowed her brows. But she was clever enough not to press forward. With a thought, she used the power of her Purple Obsidian Demonic Eyes to pin the Golden Crow phantom in place, then used the Illusory God Phantom Shadow Movement Technique to flee far away.
Seeing Mo Lei retreat, Li Yang gave a cold laugh. "Little girl, my crow attacks from a distance. What can you do to me now?"
In the past, Mo Lei would have had no choice but to rely on her formidable strength and meet him head-on. But now, she had plenty of ways to deal with him. Once she had put enough distance between them, she withdrew her long saber and,