Seeing Xiao Jin's attacks come in an unending tide while his expression remained calm, and remembering how the other man had mocked him openly and sarcastically just moments ago, Yellow Spring Venerable burned with rage.
"Brat, I'll make you regret offending the Yellow Spring Pavilion!"
His sinister words had barely fallen when Yellow Spring Venerable's body trembled lightly, transforming into a black shadow.
In the blink of an eye, he vanished from Xiao Jin's sight.
Without even turning his head, Xiao Jin used the flame spear in his hand like a crimson python, blocking the attack from behind with an extremely bizarre motion.
He simply couldn't understand why some people had so much to say when fighting.
If words alone could kill someone, he would have talked Soul Heaven Emperor into dying of shame long ago.
Couldn't you save your energy and just fight properly?
"Clang! Clang!" Two consecutive metallic clashes rang out. The daggers aimed at Xiao Jin's neck and the back of his heart were easily blocked by him.
If a Dou Zun could really succeed in ambushing him—especially while Xiao Jin had his soul perception activated—then he might as well go home and spend the rest of his days hiding in the Pill Tower.
Although his attack had failed, Yellow Spring Venerable's expression did not change. His black Shadow Dou Qi, radiating a chilling aura, clung to him like maggots on bones. It transformed into two black wyrms that wrapped around the flame spear like lightning before biting viciously toward Xiao Jin's head at incredible speed.
Xiao Jin carried the spear behind his back, pouring his powerful Dou Qi into it as though it cost nothing.
The temperature of the Reincarnation Nirvana Flame suddenly rose. The black wyrms wrapped around it had only traveled halfway before evaporating