A cloud of blood mist burst open, and Ying Fei's speed suddenly increased. Yet even so, the threat of death at his back clung to him like maggots to bone, impossible to shake off.
In his panic, the Star Abyss aura around him surged violently. Ying Fei's expression changed drastically. In that instant, he sensed that Yuan Xi's strength seemed to have risen enormously; he could tell simply from the traces of the power she borrowed.
At that moment, Yuan Xi had already punched at Ying Fei's back. As her fist flew out, a mass of white radiance gathered around its edge, shooting forth abruptly with the might of a dragon.
That white radiance struck Ying Fei's back from afar. After exploding, it turned into a ball of white light that enveloped him.
Within the white light, Ying Fei's aura rapidly weakened.
When the white light dispersed, Ying Fei stood where he was, seemingly completely unharmed. Yet his body was rigid, his face filled with unwillingness and horror.
Outwardly, he was indeed unscathed, but inside, he had already been ground to dust. Yuan Xi's violent Dao power rampaged through his body, wreaking destruction without restraint.
He could not understand it. Just moments ago, he had still barely possessed the means to contend with his enemy. Why had the disparity in their strength become so vast after her Dao Soldier changed form?
Did that not mean that his enemy had possessed the ability to kill him in an instant from the very beginning?
How laughable. He suddenly realized that all his years of effort and persistence had been nothing but a joke. No matter how high he climbed or how much his cultivation improved, before certain absolute powerhouses, he would forever be an ant that could be crushed at will.
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