The white arrow of air looked imposing, but it was hollow inside, possessing form without substance.
Thus, the instant it touched the Demon Fire, it was like fragile glass, utterly devoured by the black flames like prey beneath a ravenous wolf.
After swallowing the white arrow of air, the remaining Demon Fire was also a spent bolt, its power nearly exhausted.
Yet the shock waves from their clash still swept toward Yue Xipo like a gale sweeping away fallen leaves.
Immediately afterward, Yue Xipo felt a tremendous force slam into him.
His entire body flew backward several yards like a kite with its string cut, utterly beyond his control.
A dull thud rang out.
He hit the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
Blood seeped from his mouth, and his breathing grew somewhat erratic.
Fortunately, the Mystic Arts he had unleashed one after another had blocked the Demon Lotus Karmic Fire layer by layer, stripping away most of its power.
He had only suffered the impact of its residual force, and his injuries were minor.
"Father! Qing Chen, you despicable scoundrel!"
Yue Lingshan, who had remained cold as frost and expressionless throughout, could not help paling and crying out.
The Yue Household's two Foundation Establishment High Persons had already been marked by Di Huaiyi and Xue Yubing respectively, and were now locked in magical combat, unable to break away.
The dozens of Yue Household disciples who had disembarked from the Spirit Boat had likewise been picked out and surrounded by Condensed Jade Sect disciples from Hidden Spirit Island's Island Lord's Mansion and Inspector's Manor.
For a time, battle cries mingled with the crashes of colliding spells, plunging the scene into chaos.
Only Yue Lingshan seemed to have been forgotten in a corner.
The Condensed Jade Sect disciples seemed to share