Yi Yang had no time to listen to what the people below were shouting.
Something had gone wrong inside his body.
Beside the three meridian nodes at his right shoulder, elbow, and wrist, the six Sword Intent Wedges planted earlier lit up simultaneously.
They responded to Xu Yu.
They responded to the frequency of the sword qi surrounding Xu Yu.
The six wedges exploded outward from within, forcibly severing the pathways through which his true astral force circulated.
From his shoulder to his fingertips, the circulation of Yi Wood true qi throughout Yi Yang's right arm fell into chaos that instant.
Mysterious Abyss sank in his hand.
It had not grown heavier. His right arm could no longer exert any strength.
Below the platform, Wang Hechang slapped his thigh. "This is bad! That brat's hidden trick has kicked in!"
Xu Yu opened his eyes.
Dozens of streams of sword qi converged at the center, forming a phantom greatsword over ten feet long.
The greatsword descended.
It was not fast. But it covered far too wide an area, and with Yi Yang's right arm out of control, he could neither dodge nor block it.
Everyone's heart leaped into their throat.
Just as the phantom greatsword came within three feet of Yi Yang's head-
Deep within Yi Yang's spiritual altar, the Golden-Furred Ape erupted into action.
The Heart Ape Mind Guarding Art operated at full power.
Mental power poured from his sea of consciousness, its invisible, colorless fluctuations flooding the entire arena.
What were the six Sword Intent Wedges, at their core?
Marks on the spiritual plane.
Xu Yu had driven a strand of sword intent beside each meridian node, relying on mental power to interfere with the circulation of true astral force.
That tactic was sufficient against an ordinary True Astral