Metal Baleful Intent.
"An Orthodox Unity Sect disciple condensing Metal Baleful Intent—it suits him well."
Among all kinds of baleful intent, Metal Baleful Intent ranked quite high, being supremely hard and sharp.
Though it could not compare to Black Dragon Netherworld Baleful Intent, it complemented the Orthodox Unity Sect's supreme yang true qi perfectly.
The purity of the Metal Baleful Intent around Zhang Jingxu was clearly not something refined from an ordinary mineral vein.
He had likely used some exceedingly rare heavenly treasure, or encountered some special opportunity.
Chen Mo's brow furrowed slightly. It seemed the waters of these great righteous sects ran deep as well.
Seeing that the two below had already begun fighting, he quietly raised the Paper Kite several yards higher and shielded his entire body with spiritual power.
Though he was not particularly close now, the aftershocks from a battle between Sha-Condensing cultivators were no laughing matter.
In the clearing, Zhang Jingxu's aura had already climbed to its peak. His entire body became a pale golden blur as he charged straight at the man in black.
The whisk in his hand swept out an arc, and its silver bristles shot forth. Each strand carried Metal Baleful Intent, shrieking sharply through the air like ten thousand arrows released at once.
Soul Seizure Old Devil did not dare be careless. He formed a hand seal, and the Soul-Stirring Bell floating above his head suddenly shook.
"Boommm—!"
The bell's toll was dull as thunder. Rings of black soundwaves condensed into a visible barrier, covering his entire body like an inverted bowl.
The silver bristles struck the black soundwave barrier, producing a dense series of hissing sounds.
Where Metal Baleful Intent collided with yin baleful intent, sparks and black mist burst forth at once.
Most of the silver bristles were