Time was running out.
Yi Yang watched the Spiritblood True God Statue above the altar begin to glow an eerie red. Veins bulged across his right hand as he gripped his saber.
He knew full well that once Shen Biluo completed the ritual and summoned that sliver of the Evil God's power, everyone present would become nourishment for her recovery.
At that point, never mind completing his mission-even whether he could leave this county town alive would be uncertain.
He could wait no longer.
The Wood True Yang Scripture roared into action within Yi Yang at an unprecedented speed. Azure-green true qi surged through his meridians like a river bursting its banks.
He did not activate the Mysterious Abyss in his hand. A massive wall of blood stood before him, erected by Shen Biluo to stop him. Against this shield of pure blood fiend power, slashing with a saber would be far less effective than finger force with immense penetrating power.
Having made his decision, Yi Yang pressed the five fingers of his left hand together. A dense blue-black sheen spread over his fingertips.
The first move of the Profound Intent Calamity-Extinguishing Finger.
Astral-Breaking!
This time, he held nothing back, pouring every last bit of his true qi into his fingertips.
The blue-black finger force was no longer as fine as a strand of hair. Compressed, spun, and condensed, it became a visible beam of rapidly rotating light. Like a spear that could pierce anything, it tore through the air with a shrill whistle and slammed into the blood-colored shield wall several feet thick before Shen Biluo.
A flicker of disdain crossed Shen Biluo's four crimson eyes beside the Blood Pool.
Mere finger force, trying to break the blood wall I condensed with my Dharma Body's power?
Yet in the