Three Corpses Dharma-Aspect Doctrine

Flying Light knew there could be no peaceful resolution today. Every blue-gold scale on his body stood on end.

He drew a three-foot blade of azure radiance from his palm.

His figure abruptly dipped and vanished. The next instant, a shrill whistle tore through the air from Li Fuchan's left.

Li Fuchan's pupils contracted. Lightning burst from his palm, laying a crackling net beside him.

Before that net, a blue-gold streak touched it and immediately broke away. Scales scraped against lightning, throwing off a shower of blinding sparks.

At the very instant he was about to strike the lightning net, Flying Light had forcibly changed direction—a movement utterly beyond a body of flesh and blood.

Flying Light's true form must be extraordinary. Even with his nature root suppressed, he still has strength left to fight back.

Li Fuchan gripped Light-Deceiving.

[Jiao-Driving Lightning]

"Answering Lightning, Flying Thunderlight."

He slashed out, many times faster than he had been in the cave that day. Flying Light had nowhere to dodge and could only take the blow head-on.

The next instant, his entire body was blasted backward. He tumbled several times through the air before barely managing to steady himself.

The instant he stopped, Li Fuchan caught up.

Lightning followed him like his shadow, and another thunderbolt cleaved down over his head.

While Flying Light's entire attention was fixed on guarding against the lightning, the flesh between Li Fuchan's brows split open. A silver-white, pupilless vertical eye emerged, cold and merciless, as though the blue heavens themselves loomed above.

"What?!"

Back when Li Fuchan had used illuminating light to swallow the maiden of cinnabar, the core of the illuminating light had already undergone Transformation into a silver-white pearl, like a pupilless eye. Once released, it could seize the soul and hammer Spiritual Nature into