The reason he had never used the Eight Divisions Heavenly Dragon Force was simple: the price of unleashing this move was far too great.
As for how powerful this move was, or whether it could block the demon dragon's unparalleled strike, Su Shi'er had no confidence.
But now, he had no better choice.
Heavenly Sword Art: Heavenly Absolution was certainly formidable, but clashing head-on with someone like the Blood Cloud Daoist had already been its limit.
The demon dragon's strength far surpassed that of the Blood Cloud Daoist.
As for Buddhist techniques, not only was the Second Nascent Soul mentally exhausted and unable to fight again, but even if it could, there was no second Eighteen Demon Subduing Seals for him to activate.
Eight Divisions Heavenly Dragon Force was the only choice—and the best one.
The instant his words fell, Su Shi'er's heart became calm, devoid of even the slightest stray thought.
And his century of foundation vanished into nothingness in an instant.
In its place, a vast and surging power began to race violently through his body.
In an instant, Su Shi'er's breathing became deep and forceful, and he felt stronger than ever before.
Within the Dantian Small Universe, the demonic infant that had been presiding over his dantian slowly withdrew to one side.
The First and Second Nascent Souls, originally listless and weak, swept away their dispirited states and roused themselves at the same time.
The three Nascent Souls sat cross-legged in three corners of the Dantian Small Universe, faintly forming a three-legged standoff.
Vast Nascent Soul essence circulated within each of them, while powers of different attributes between the three Nascent Souls outlined a strange pattern.
As the pattern turned, it seemed like the world at the dawn of creation, emanating an ancient and eternal aura.
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