"Whoosh!"
The Mother-and-Son Soul-Chasing Blades returned inside the formation and hovered before Liu Yu. Pale azure flames blazed along their edges. Fueled by the vitality and soul of a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator, their power had noticeably increased by a few threads.
With a thought, he condensed the Azure Yang Demonic Flame into an egg-sized ball again, then opened his mouth and drew it back into his dantian.
He reached out, removed the Purple-Robed Cultivator's Storage Bag, and fastened it to his waist. There was no time to inspect it. Now free to act, Liu Yu flashed toward the other side of the formation, directing the Mother-and-Son Soul-Chasing Blades to intercept the attacks of the last foundation establishment middle stage cultivator.
Clang! Clang!
The Mother-and-Son Soul-Chasing Blades clashed fiercely with a White Bone Staff magical artifact. The staff seemed to have been fashioned from some demonic beast's thighbone. Its surface was white and smooth, yet incomparably hard; the blades' strikes failed to leave even a scratch.
This magical artifact resembled those used by demonic cultivators, but the Chu Kingdom's five great sects were all neutral sects and had no taboo against such things. As long as one did not conduct large-scale blood sacrifices of mortals or slaughter low-level cultivators, one would neither be punished nor hunted down.
Thus, it could be used openly, without the secrecy required in territories controlled by the righteous path.
Bang!
Faint black mist wreathed the White Bone Staff. Its spiritual radiance suddenly flared, knocking the Mother-and-Son Soul-Chasing Blades back forty or fifty feet. Just as it was about to press its advantage, more than a dozen spells-fire snakes, ice needles, wind blades, and others-struck toward it, forcing it to pause and sweep them away.
Although Liu Yu's cultivation was one minor stage below the enemy