Upon arriving at the battlefield, Bai Lu saw Ling Tian using Si Kong Xuan's distinctive fighting style and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had sparred with Si Kong Xuan before, and neither of them had been able to get the better of the other. But now he was facing Ling Tian, who had other trump cards besides Si Kong Xuan's fighting style.
Looks like I won't gain the slightest advantage in this fight with Ling Tian. Bai Lu thought this, but his expression grew resolute. Even if I can't beat him, it'll be good if I can force him to reveal his other trump cards. With my abilities, escaping unharmed will be easy enough.
With that in mind, Bai Lu stopped several hundred zhang from Ling Tian. At a thought, a dense aura of slaughter spread out, followed by a surging cloud of blood-red mist that soon shrouded an area several thousand zhang wide.
The blood-red mist was as vast as an abyss or ocean, and a thick, bloody stench filled the air. Its aura of slaughter seemed to emanate from the Nine Nether Underworld. If ordinary cultivators were caught in it, they would likely be hard-pressed to withstand the bloody stench and murderous intent alone.
"Ah, so this is the Asura Body?" Ling Tian exclaimed softly, then murmured to himself, "Its aura of slaughter is a little weaker than Brother Seven Kills', but its dense bloody stench can also assail cultivators. Each has its strengths and weaknesses."
"The Asura Body is also renowned for killing. This blood mist was gathered over the course of countless battles, and it's said that the mist alone can drive people insane." Po Qiong's voice rang out as he explained, "Also, within this mist, the Asura Body's Shura Clones can move