Void-Severing Purple Qi Sand and the mist had been grinding against each other in the field for quite some time. Since the former expanded every moment, the rate at which it wore away the mist could not even keep pace with its expansion. It soon overtook it from behind, encircling that mass of mist and pressing inward to devour it.
Although much of the obstructing mist remained, and it did not appear likely to be dealt with anytime soon, if this continued, it would only be a matter of time before it was completely worn away.
Chan Ming stood within the mist. He knew this very well, yet although he had been suppressed, it was not without benefit. That whisk could be considered one of his fundamental treasures, so when this formation artifact was wielded, his Dao methods naturally seeped into it.
Thus, as the mist was worn away, his Dao methods inevitably improved somewhat as well. Seizing this opportunity, he continued to make up for the flaws in his Dao methods, building momentum for the final counterattack.
If he had a choice, he truly did not wish to take such a risky step.
Unfortunately, the Divine Renewal Rebirth Dao method, one of the things he relied upon, had been easily restrained by the Daoist in green robes opposite him. When cultivators fought, the most fundamental things they relied upon amounted to only one or two. The many other transformations were derived around these. Once such a reliance was suppressed, it became difficult to turn the situation around.
No matter how many Dao methods he possessed or how formidable his abilities were, if they could not produce their proper effect, they were no different from having nothing.
Moreover, no matter how he examined himself through reflection, he saw only one