Su Xinghe stood with his back against the domain barrier. The savage force blasted his True Force Iron Armor to pieces. Fortunately, the barrier supported him, or he would have been sent flying by another slash.
As expected of an elite from the Demon Suppression Bureau-even his force amplification alone exceeded tenfold.
And that Martial Dao Will had actually given the Qi-Blood in his opponent's body a certain special property.
He had finished testing the force output limit of the Head-Cleaving Technique and the defenses of the Iron Body Art's True Force Iron Armor.
He reflected inwardly.
After all, he had only practiced martial arts for two years. There were plenty of things he had never encountered.
"Let's end this!"
Whoosh...
Amid Shangguan Jing's startled cry,
a mysterious pale-blue force field suddenly descended, instantly pushing aside the Core Qi Domain enveloping the entire arena. It pinned Wu Cangqing, who was still attacking, in midair.
Thud!
A figure dropped to the ground, then struggled unsteadily to his feet.
What greeted him was a black iron saber.
"This is..."
"An artistic conception force field!"
"Stop!"
Only then did Shangguan Jing react.
Within the range of the Water Conception, her outwardly released True Qi was forced back into her dantian. She hurriedly roused her mental will to calm the turbulent True Qi inside her, rushing over without breaking stride.
Above the dome of the Demon Suppression Bureau's great hall, the space surrounding the illusory figure rippled violently.
"This... is actually Water Conception!"
The unexpected discovery nearly made this mysterious being lose his humanoid projection.
Artistic conception was the embryonic form of a domain, a road to the heavens that far surpassed the path of Qi-Blood martial warriors. Though both were at the sixth-rank True Force Realm, its power had already reached