The instant that feeling arose in her heart,
she flew backward and slammed into a thick Light Barrier. Only then did she barely steady herself.
She staggered to her feet and glared venomously at the young man whose figure flickered in and out of sight.
If Lü Shaoqi had still wondered whether the Green-Robed Youth was a figment of her imagination,
taking two solid blows from him had put that doubt to rest.
"Huh. You can still stand? No wonder those beasts in the Ten Thousand Demon Lair were willing to submit to you!"
Luo Yi looked at the little cat, who had taken his full-force blow head-on, with a flicker of surprise in his eyes.
His strength was worlds apart from what it had been before.
If that swing of Tiger Fang had struck the Tianyan Sect Patriarch's Remnant Soul that had once thrown the Great Qi Dynasty's Capital City into chaos,
even if the remnant soul had not been scattered on the spot, it would likely have lost all power to fight back.
Yet this little cat had taken the blow head-on. Not only could she stand, she had not even coughed up blood.
True, Luo Yi had used neither the spiritual energy nor the Incense Wish Power within him, but he had held nothing back in physical strength.
He had unleashed at least half of his formidable power.
His thoughts raced, and something suddenly occurred to him.
He rose into the air above the arrays he had laid earlier—the Zhou Tian Star Formation, the Myriad Forms Zhoutian Origin-Return Array, and the Four Symbols Demon-Slaying Immortal-Trapping Array.
With a wave of his hand, a brush condensed from Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy formed in the pitch-black sky.
Using thunderbolts across the sky as ink, the brush swept freely,