"Yin Extreme Blood Palm!"
The enormous blood-red palm that covered half the sky slammed down, carrying enough overwhelming force to crush a mountaintop.
Faced with this devastating strike, Yi Yang did not meet it head-on.
He unleashed his Cloud-Leaping Crane footwork, skimming along the ground like a weightless fallen leaf as he slipped several yards sideways.
The giant palm struck where he had stood a moment earlier.
Boom.
Beneath that torrent of force, the flagstone ground silently caved in. A pit thirty feet across appeared out of nowhere, and the rubble along its edges was crushed into powder and sprayed in every direction.
Yi Yang kept moving. His toes tapped the ground, and, riding the momentum of his sideways movement, he twisted his right hand in midair and delivered a backhand slash.
"Azure Dragon Emerges from the Abyss!"
A concentrated blue-green saber aura slashed toward the flesh monster's waist.
The blue-green saber aura split the air and struck its dark red carapace of flesh with unerring precision.
The blade sank half a foot deep.
Flesh peeled back, exposing the writhing red tissue beneath.
But there was not the slightest joy on Yi Yang's face.
The flesh around the wound on the monster Ye Hanqian had become churned and squirmed. The torn skin and flesh seemed to possess lives of their own, pulling together and fusing.
In less than two breaths, the half-foot-deep wound had healed completely, without leaving even a scar.
Yi Yang's heart sank at the sight.
This creature's regeneration was far faster than he had expected.
This was no ordinary Profound Mystery manifestation.
The Nine Evil Sect's Spiritblood Dharma Body truly had its unique strengths.
The monster roared in pain. Its other arm transformed into a long blood-red whip and swept toward Yi Yang with an air-rending shriek.