Zhang Yu withstood the Soul-Seeking Chart's illumination. At the same time, he saw that Daoist Weng and the other had evaded the sword light he had split off and retreated beneath the cover of azure radiance.
A flash of divine light passed through his eyes. The timing of the two men's retreat had been remarkably precise—exactly the instant before he had finished gathering the momentum of his sword.
Origin Xia could not possibly have calculated things with such precision. Nor could these people have been so bold as to test whether his sword edge was sharp. They must have used some method of deduction to predict when he might unleash his sword, withdrawing in advance when that moment arrived.
Once the two sides had disengaged and were no longer locked in a battle with their auras intertwined, there was naturally no way to slay them.
He knew that once these people retreated, unless they found some support to rely upon, they would most likely not emerge again. What followed would very likely be a stalemate.
Origin Xia could receive support from the rear, and another force had yet to make any move. Waiting would actually be disadvantageous to Celestial Xia, for during that time, they would effectively be unable to do anything.
He looked toward the Grand Platform enveloped in azure radiance. Rather than let things stand thus, he might as well seize the momentum and charge in now, before the two men had completely escaped, and find a way to pursue and cut them down.
This consideration passed through his mind in but an instant. He then activated his Heartlight Seal, drawing forth the protective power of his treasure robe, and transformed into a streak of escaping light that spanned the void, charging into the azure radiance with man