After exchanging a few probing moves, Mu Chen discovered that aside from their bizarre and troublesome Demonic Qi, the Blade Devil Clan's fighting style was very simple.
This was not to say they were weak. Their fierce slashes could force any powerhouse of the same level to temporarily avoid their edge; their methods were simply rather singular.
Mu Chen had no desire to prolong the fight. Something was very wrong with this continent. It was clearly occupied by Hun Tiandi, yet Demonic Qi filled the air, and even Evil Clan members roamed freely. He worried that if this dragged on, more Evil Clan members would be drawn here, so he intended to end the battle quickly.
Spiritual energy circulated, tracing a tower-shaped pattern through the meridians of his body. Gloomy power surged forth, and a Budda Pagoda radiating black light appeared in his hand.
"Go..."
The Budda Pagoda flew from his hand and rapidly expanded, descending from above to suppress Zhan Yun.
"This is... a Budda Pagoda? You're from the Budu Ancient Clan?" Zhan Yun's expression changed.
Mu Chen was somewhat surprised. This Blade Devil had identified his origins in a single glance.
Zhan Yun swung her right arm, sending a blade ray soaring toward the sky.
The brilliant blade light cut through the space in its path. The void exposed beyond the scattering fragments of space added a hint of gloom to that bright line.
The line collided with the Budda Pagoda, but shattered in the blink of an eye, only dimming the tower slightly.
The Budda Pagoda descended and enveloped Zhan Yun. Gloomy flames began to burn.
"Damn it..."
Zhan Yun cursed angrily, her face twisting from the pain of the flames scorching her body.
Seemingly realizing that she was no match for him and had no hope