In terms of cultivation realm, the man in black far surpassed Su Shi'er.
Yet the strange Bald Monk he had encountered before was in no way inferior to him in cultivation or strength, and his moves had been even more elusive and unpredictable. The fierce battle of several dozen days had greatly affected him.
By now, the strength he could wield was already less than one percent of his former power.
Under such circumstances, he had also been trapped by a Buddhist technique.
Even though he had forcibly broken the Brahma Seal Formation by borrowing Fairy You Ruo's Nascent Soul explosion, his own cultivation had been reduced by another fifty percent as a result.
At this moment, facing these two Level Four Formations, he dared not be the slightest bit careless.
Having said that, without waiting for Su Shi'er to speak, he circulated his surging True Yuan once more.
One portion formed a translucent barrier around him, while the other condensed before him, ready to strike at any moment.
"Surprised? The dozens of people from Little Stone Village are waiting for you on the road to the Yellow Springs!!!"
Su Shi'er stood atop the Eight Trigrams Formation Disk, Candle Dragon Bow in hand, his gaze more resolute than ever.
With him as their formation eye, the two Level Four Formations transformed boundless Dao Qi. Bolstered by the formation disk, it poured endlessly into his body.
Buffeted by that immense power, Su Shi'er's body became increasingly insubstantial. Half of it had even merged with the Dao Qi.
Less than ten percent of his Essence, Qi, and Spirit remained flowing within him.
Only the fury in his eyes burned fiercely, and he seemed wholly unaware of it.
His icy gaze pierced through the formations, fixed unwaveringly on the man in black.
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