Just then, he suddenly felt a needle-sharp pain in his ankle, as though something tiny had bitten him.
Immediately afterward, the pain spread upward beneath his skin, as if a living creature were burrowing through the wound, constantly gnawing at his flesh and blood.
Puzzled, he lowered his head, his enormous shadow falling across the ground, and finally saw the tiny human beside his foot.
The fluctuations of Spiritual Power coming from that human were closely linked to the fluctuations at the painful spot inside his body.
An ancient inherited memory surfaced naturally: a Flying Sword. This sensation usually meant a human cultivator's Flying Sword had pierced his body.
Despite countless years of slaughter in the Asura Ghost Prison, he had never fought a human cultivator. Though his mind held ancient inherited memories, they fell far short of the immediate impact of this living human before him.
Instinctively, the method of expelling foreign objects surfaced from those ancient memories. The blood energy throughout his body suddenly surged, forming a thick wall of blood that tightly enclosed the painful spot before compressing violently.
Cui Jiuyang instantly sensed tremendous resistance against Three Chi Seven inside the Asura General's leg. It could advance no farther.
This was different from his earlier encounter with the saint's stone statue on Qidao Mountain. Back then, Three Chi Seven had been able to break through the skin and escape after meeting resistance, but now it was as though iron pincers held it fast. The entire sword could not move.
He simply stopped controlling Three Chi Seven and formed Mudras, casting spell after spell.
These spells were not entirely ineffective against the Asura General.
A bolt of Heavenly Thunder struck the top of his foot, instantly scorching a patch of skin black, accompanied by the sizzling of burning