When he had faced Mei Qingyue alone.
Dao Lord Ji Yun had boasted shamelessly of using his natural gifts to fight above his level, of striking down someone of a higher realm.
But when he faced three Nascent Soul late-stage Dharma Forms and three Nascent Soul peak Dharma Forms.
All that remained on Dao Lord Ji Yun's face was an utterly pallid yet strangely resigned smile.
The instant the Five Aspects Theft Dao Fruit resonance descended.
The skyful of chaotic sword-light clouds had already begun to wail.
The moment the overlapping pressure of Dao and spells crashed down upon the source of his body, soul, and cultivation, his once-blazing aura, at the pinnacle of the Nascent Soul middle stage, was madly suppressed, madly "shrunk."
In a mere blink, the cultivation aura he could unleash amounted to only seventy or eighty percent of his peak.
Then, in another blink.
Only forty or fifty percent remained.
Another moment passed.
In the end, with only twenty or thirty percent of his peak aura left, Dao Lord Ji Yun bore the crashing weight of that immense pressure, able to exert no more than the power of the Nascent Soul early stage.
At that.
The wailing of the chaotic sword-light clouds grew ever fiercer.
Within that sea of Eight Trigrams lightning, storms, and magnetic flames, the raging Eight Trigrams vortex no longer effectively tempered Dao Lord Ji Yun's cultivation foundation.
It destroyed him through blazing refinement!
Even his once-profound battle Dao Fruit resonance began to tremble violently.
When the gulf in cultivation grew vast enough to be called the difference between heaven and earth.
Every subtlety of Dao and spells was destined to lose its luster.
This was Merit Overwhelms Reason from another angle.
The burning refinement of the Eight Trigrams vortex could no longer