His blood and vital energy cheered and surged, like mighty rivers raging through his body.
Xu Yan drew a deep breath, feeling his bones and muscles tremble faintly.
He examined himself inwardly and discovered unmistakable changes in his body.
From outward appearances alone, he had grown a full half-head taller.
His features remained unchanged, but his entire bearing had become ethereal and otherworldly, as though he were no creature of the mortal realm.
Of course, this was merely magical power spilling out during his breakthrough. Once Xu Yan reined in his Taihao golden qi, that godlike majesty quietly receded.
Unlike the dazzling spectacle of Xu Yan's breakthrough,
Jiu Daoyan looked thoroughly bedraggled several dozen feet behind him.
His hair hung loose, his Daoist robe was in tatters, and his face was deathly pale.
His body trembled incessantly beneath the Immortal Pool's pressure. With the Yin-Yang-Reversing Edict Script pursuing him relentlessly, he had no choice but to climb with everything he had.
Along the way, he had even forcibly burned his blood essence, damaging his Dao foundation just to gain a little speed.
Even so, he still failed to put any distance between himself and the Yin-Yang-Reversing Edict Script.
Exhaustion filled his eyes. Unable to muster any more strength, he wore an expression as gray as dead ashes.
Behind him, the black-hole-like mass of Yin-Yang-Reversing Edict Script roared like a savage beast, devouring the ground beneath his feet inch by inch with terrifying force.
It was barely fifty feet away now!
"Xu Yan... are you truly determined to exterminate me!"
Jiu Daoyan's voice was hoarse beyond measure. His face was pale, his words feeble.
He had driven his blood-colored ghost sunflower immortal aperture to its limits, yet could barely protect his vital areas. Caught between the Immortal Pool and the edict