Baili Lingquan could see it, and Han Yu could as well.
Feeling the scant true essence remaining in his body, Han Yu said nothing.
He urged his Cultivation Body again, driving all the little true essence left within him into motion in an instant.
Before the sword formula could take shape, the devouring force caused the remaining true essence to slip beyond his control and surge straight toward the Quicksand Land below.
Han Yu merely frowned slightly at this, remaining as composed as before.
The sword formula in his hands continued to move, and a powerful, tyrannical sword intent spread outward. Just as before, the true essence that had gone out of control was pulled back into his flying sword by the sword formula before the Quicksand Land's devouring force could consume it.
In an instant, a three-hundred-foot sword radiance appeared once more, its divine might vast and mighty, even greater than before.
"Hehe, ignorant junior. To unleash such powerful moves one after another in this Quicksand Land, your attainments in the Dao of the Sword truly surprise This Old Man!"
"But before an absolute gap in strength, you still dare use the same move before This Old Man a second time. It seems you know nothing of true power!"
Blood Cloud Daoist sneered repeatedly, making no effort to conceal the mockery in his eyes.
Before his words had even faded, he raised a hand and formed a gesture, stirring the Demonic Yuan within him once more.
As his palms turned and fluttered, the Command Flag in the air swayed. The Skull Head suspended in midair moved as well.
Evil energy churned like waves, sweeping up the yellow sand from the ground and transforming it into long dragons that rushed straight toward the three-hundred-foot sword radiance.
But just as the