After the Bearded Man felt his pride wounded, the attacks in his hands grew increasingly frenzied. Chilling power continuously surged toward Ye Tian to devour him, yet Buddha's light shines everywhere seemed able to transform into flames, melting that cold force away. On top of that, he already had Glazed Fire as a foundation, so he feared nothing at all.
The more this happened, the madder the Bearded Man's offensive became. Ye Tian could only keep dealing with him, while the Demon Subduing Seal in his hand grew ever more practiced.
"I had intended to spare your life today, but your obsession runs too deep. Even if I let you go, you would inevitably commit evil again someday!"
Ye Tian's words sounded somewhat lofty and righteous, but his hands showed no mercy. When ruthlessness was called for, he was ruthless. One careless move from the Bearded Man could cost him his life.
"You really did intend to spare him."
Mo Tong said.
He was someone born with divine pupils, so he naturally saw more clearly than others.
He knew that if Ye Tian went all out, the Bearded Man likely would not even last three moves.
Yet the two had exchanged far more than three moves by now—perhaps even three hundred rounds. Ye Tian was using this battle to temper his own techniques.
But the most miserable one was undoubtedly the Bearded Man. With Ye Tian and Mo Tong joining hands—
Nine Ge Fortress was bound to be swallowed up, and Ye Tian truly harbored killing intent toward him. That naturally meant his death was certain.
When had anyone Ye Tian wanted dead ever been able to linger on?
The other party still had some use for now and could be exploited—for instance, as a training target to hone his