Yin-Yang clearly felt that Yu Ci's casting out of this avatar was not merely to fight him with swords, and this region of heaven and earth was not a battlefield specially opened up for sword fights either, but rather a huge sandbox or stamping paper. Every sword strike he made within it, every movement, and even every breath he drew was branded here, only to be analyzed by the dark demonic eyes behind the scenes, peeled away layer by layer until the true meaning was revealed.
Yes, the opponent was dissecting the doctrines of the Heavenly Evasion Sect, and with interfaces such as the Unreturning Wheel and the Melting Shadow Escape, there was a high probability of successful analysis. At that time, he would undoubtedly be a sinner of the Heavenly Evasion Sect.
Yet what good did it do him to understand?
Yin-Yang did not even dare to release himself. As a top-tier assassin, he also possessed an understanding and perception of the changes of life and death within the Heaven and Earth Law System that surpassed ordinary people. This region of heaven and earth had clearly distorted the relevant laws; if he truly turned his hand and slashed his own throat, could he really die?
It might be ten times or a hundred times more miserable than his present situation!
The sect mental cultivation method possessed a secret technique to melt away all negative emotions, but any secret technique had a limit. When instinctive emotions surged forth endlessly and pounded against his defenses like a mountain landslide and tsunami, the things he could do were also very limited.
He was truly exhausted; every part of his body and mind had been tortured to the limit, to the extent that even auditory hallucinations appeared. There were ethereal demonic sounds floating