"Whoosh!"
Amid a Qi Explosion, Mo Hai hurtled toward Xu Taiping like a fire bird, his twin blades carrying a skyful of fiery Blade Qi that assailed him like a raging storm.
In an instant, Xu Taiping was engulfed.
Watching this strike, Su Changgeng suddenly broke into a cold sweat. Had Mo Hai used it earlier, he would have been powerless to resist with his cultivation realm suppressed.
"Shing!"
Just as Su Changgeng began to worry that Xu Taiping would fall to this strike, a Blade Cry like a dragon's weeping suddenly rang out.
Immediately afterward, a Blade Shadow dozens of zhang long burst out of the fiery Blade Qi and slashed at the fire bird Mo Hai had become.
"Bang!"
Amid the tremendous crash, Mo Hai was sent flying backward once more, his twin blades still in hand.
This time, however, Xu Taiping gave him no chance to regain his footing and strike again.
"Chirr!-"
Amid the cry of a cicada, Blade Shadows as thin as cicada wings slashed toward Mo Hai in unison.
But the instant Xu Taiping unleashed this move, Cicada Cry, the Grand Formation above his head and beneath his feet changed once again.
With a boom, every Blade Shadow he had unleashed shattered.
At the same time, the fluctuations of his aura vanished in the blink of an eye.
Judging by his aura alone, he was an ordinary person.
"Didn't expect that, did you?"
Climbing to his feet, Mo Hai curled his lips and looked smugly at Xu Taiping. "My formation doesn't just suppress cultivation realms. It can seal a cultivator's Spiritual Power outright."
As he spoke, he swallowed another pill.
His Qi and Blood immediately surged once again, and even his hair grew to his waist in an instant.
Stranger still, every pulse of