Though the gray-robed man had been badly startled by Wang Yu's Flame Veil and had a faint sense of foreboding, he was already riding a tiger and could no longer dismount.
Besides, Gu Lian's Flame Veil had nearly collapsed under three blows from Shi Jian's staff earlier. Perhaps this defensive spell with twelve Spirit Inscriptions was not as indestructible as he had imagined.
That left the man clinging to a sliver of hope.
His expression darkened. Gripping his saber with both hands, he raised it high and began pouring Dharma Power into it like mad.
The black iron saber gave off a pale green glow. Eleven light blue Spirit Inscription symbols gradually appeared on its surface, and an enormous green saber phantom began to condense around it.
The man deliberately held back the Jade Wave Saber's power, letting the enormous phantom grow larger and more solid. Meanwhile, the green radiance on the iron saber grew increasingly dazzling. Even the blade itself gradually began to buckle under the terrifying power within the phantom, trembling violently.
"Slash!"
The gray-robed man felt a tingling numbness in the hands holding the Jade Wave Saber. Without further hesitation, he gave a low shout and swung down with all his strength.
Whoosh!
The enormous green saber phantom crashed down like a pillar holding up the heavens. Before it even landed, the air above the Martial Arts Arena had already begun to distort.
A deafening crash rang out like a thunderclap from a clear sky.
A brilliant light erupted between the green saber phantom and the Crimson Veil. Red and green intertwined as waves of air rolled outward to either side.
Wang Yu stood within the barrier, forming a seal with one hand as he rapidly poured his Dharma Power into it.
Just then, the green saber