Capture the Reincarnation Tu Ling Demonic Light? Teach me how first.
Yu Ci was utterly speechless at the conclusion his own Primordial Spirit had reached. Fortunately, this was no time to let his mind wander. He temporarily cast the problem aside and returned his focus to the situation at hand.
Thanks to the enhancement of the Nine Lives Phantom Spirit Talisman, that latest clash—the suppression and counter-suppression of the Void Stepping Domain—had given him a rough grasp of the four Void Stepping cultivators' positions. The enemy's strength still far surpassed theirs, but if they were merely trying to escape...
Guan Zheng let out a muffled grunt beside him. Their Sword Qi had collided head-on. Though he was no longer affected by suppression from the difference in realms, there was still a gap in cultivation. His fierce spirit could hold the enemy off for a while, but once the other side caught its breath, he would naturally fall into a disadvantage again. And the tiger Baleful Intent taking form behind them could intimidate their foes, but it could not truly entangle two Void Stepping experts.
Yu Ci's thoughts turned. Freeing one hand, he took out a small, exquisite Zisha teapot, roughly the size of a fist. Apart from some slight ornamentation on the knob and nine holes along the edge of the lid, its design was rather plain.
Yu Ci half-concealed the teapot in his palm and blew a breath of spiritual energy into it. Wisps of smoke spilled from the nine tiny holes in the lid's knob, quickly mingling with the eerie white smoke deployed by their opponents until neither could be distinguished from the other. This was precisely the effect he wanted. Recalling how the pot's former owner had used it back in Sword Garden, he sent Guan Zheng