Hearing Si Hanfei call to him for help, Mo Yiming was momentarily speechless.
Damn it, can't you see that even I'm barely holding on?
A moment earlier, he had enveloped Yu Huatian in his demonic seed domain, intending to wear him down to death with the demonic seed phantoms within it.
His domain was rather special, condensed in conjunction with his Demonic Seed of the Dao Heart Great Method. It could absorb the spiritual power of the dead and turn it into phantoms for his use.
Although the phantoms were not particularly powerful, their advantage lay in their numbers.
As the saying went, enough ants could bite an elephant to death.
In his view, however powerful Yu Huatian was, without replenishing his primordial qi inside the demonic seed domain, his strength would eventually run out.
But he had not expected Yu Huatian's domain to be equally terrifying.
Once that skyful of sword qi emerged, the demonic seed phantoms within his domain were wiped out like flowing water, while Yu Huatian's strength scarcely diminished.
At this rate, even after all his demonic seed phantoms were exhausted, Yu Huatian would probably remain completely unscathed.
Thus, upon realizing that his domain could not wear Yu Huatian down, Mo Yiming voluntarily withdrew it to preserve his demonic seed phantoms.
Unexpectedly, just as he ended his battle with Yu Huatian, he saw Meng Chixing get killed.
Now it was Si Hanfei's turn.
Mo Yiming did not know Si Hanfei well. Moreover, Si Hanfei belonged to Great Yuan, and he had no fondness for its people.
Still, they were allies at present, and Mo Yiming could not simply watch Si Hanfei fall.
After a moment's deliberation, Mo Yiming prepared to fly down and rescue Si Hanfei.
Hiss!
But just then, a streak of sword light abruptly