However, half of Tu Ran's body had already been shattered, exposing the flesh within, which had long since rotted.
Shi Qingyun, meanwhile, had already approached the black cloud. His face was somewhat pale, however, and bulging veins were faintly visible on his neck.
"The first time I've used this move over such a wide area, and I really almost couldn't handle it."
"But the results were gratifying, too."
He swiftly gathered his thoughts. Looking at the black mist before him, he stopped thinking and stepped straight inside.
The instant he entered, the black mist surged toward him like a tide.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle.
The divine light that rose spontaneously from Shi Qingyun's body collided with the black mist, immediately producing a series of strange sounds.
"What terrifying black mist."
"If I didn't have a myriad laws invulnerable physique, the consequences of getting this stuff on me would be unimaginable."
Shi Qingyun thought with great vigilance as he watched a mere wisp touch the hem of his robe and easily corrode a hole through it.
"The twin poles of Yin-Yang, transforming and flowing."
"Softness overcomes hardness, flowing without end."
At this thought, he raised a constantly rotating Yin-Yang Dao Diagram around himself, immediately blocking the mist that kept battering him.
The Yin-Yang Dao Diagram resembled water and mist, continuous and unbroken, supple as a gentle breeze and light as willow catkins, yet it blocked the black mist's corrosion time and again.
But as Shi Qingyun drew closer to the center, he discovered that the surrounding black mist was growing increasingly viscous, showing faint signs of becoming solid.
Wisps of Yin-Yang Qi coiled around his body. His gaze immediately grew solemn, and he stamped down hard.
Boom!
With a thunderous crash, fierce winds rose beneath his feet, scattering the black mist gathered