A flash of surprise crossed Yu Tong's eyes. Somewhat bewildered, he looked at the hundred-odd sword lights locked in battle with the Yin Yang sword light, then at the net-shaped true water descending over his head. He truly could not understand it! For an ordinary Golden Core cultivator, controlling over a hundred sword lights with divine sense alone would already be the limit. Even if Xiao Hua far surpassed ordinary Golden Core cultivators and could spare part of his divine sense to control the Innate True Water, it would be one thing if that portion of divine sense could only sacrifice the Innate True Water into billowing waves—but now he could actually draw the Innate True Water into a net! The difference between a net and waves was not merely a star and a half!
A complicated expression flashed through Yu Tong's eyes and vanished. The True Tiger Dharma Body opened its mouth and spat out several streaks of silver light. Along with the silver radiance flickering from its fleshy wings, they formed layers upon layers of defenses before the Innate True Water!
"Rumble—" Another earthshaking crash rang out. The two were still evenly matched!
"Feng Ying!" Yu Tong had first called him Martial Nephew Feng, then Junior Brother Feng, and now directly addressed him by name. "Your abilities have probably reached their end! I will ask you one last time—do you... or do you not... wish to submit to me?!"
"Ha ha ha! Yu Tong, what abilities do you have that you dare demand I bow my head?" Xiao Hua did not even form sword seals now. He laughed until he pitched forward and back. Without the Duotian Star Array's protection, he simply threw caution to the wind, ready to fight Yu Tong, who possessed the cultivation of the