The Seven Star Eight Trigram Formation
The surprise was not confined to Feng Xuanzhi. Ji Xiu was also taken aback.
He hadn't expected that, with his strength, he wouldn't be able to extinguish this flame in an instant. After all, in terms of cultivation, he was far stronger than the person before him.
The head beneath his bamboo hat tilted slightly. With a strange smile, he said, "I didn't expect you to have a few tricks."
Feng Xuanzhi fixed his darkened gaze on him. He wasn't confident he could defeat this opponent. However, he could at least hold him off and keep him from interfering with the other battlefields.
After they exchanged a look, Ji Xiu abruptly launched an attack. A torrent of violent gray spiritual power surged from his hand, rushing toward Feng Xuanzhi like a long bolt of silk, with the ferocious momentum of a flood dragon emerging from the sea.
At the same time, the searing aura within his body formed a ring of defenses, like a wall of wind, within three feet of him. Layer upon layer of rippling force seemed capable of dissolving any attack.
At the peak of the Spirit Lord Realm, with explosive energy, powerful offense, and powerful defense—that was Ji Xiu of the Mo Fu Clan.
Facing this formidable opponent, whose offense and defense were seamlessly united, Feng Xuanzhi dared not be careless. The cluster of deep-blue Sea Heart Flame in his palm slowly darkened, turning the blue-black shade unique to the deepest parts of the sea—a somber, fathomless hue.
A flame drifted out. Wherever it passed, charred-black fissures appeared, while its powerful, blazing aura twisted the walls of space into a knot. The weakest spots revealed the aura of spatial turbulence.
Gray spiritual power and the inky-blue flame collided, yet, unexpectedly,