While Cao Yuan spoke with Yin Phoenix, the Yaoshou kept breaking through the seawater and leaping into the Great Whirlpool, only to become sprays of blood and chunks of flesh beneath the Iron Blade.
Many of the suspended reefs had shattered, floating in the air within the Great Whirlpool, a bleak sight.
"Are you really that stupid? Can't you understand what I'm saying?" Yin Phoenix's voice grew exasperated. "This is the situation the True Person arranged. The more Yaoshou you kill, the stronger the Heavenly Access Killing Formation becomes. Do you intend to keep killing like this until you become part of the Blood Sacrifice yourself?"
"I understand all that reasoning," Cao Yuan said. "But these seem to be the only things I'm good at, and I do seem to be quite good at holding out."
"Is that so?" Yin Phoenix said coldly. "Then I'll have you die right now."
The aura over the sea abruptly changed, and the lines formed from beads of blood began emitting a dazzling light.
An unimaginably terrifying pressure bore down on Cao Yuan.
This was the Heavenly Access Killing Formation's power to alter the passage between heaven and earth, yet Yin Phoenix was using it against Cao Yuan. No matter how strong Cao Yuan was, how could he withstand it?
"Even if you're the strongest man on the Chaotian Continent, even if you're as strong as Lian Sanyue was back then, what difference does it make?"
As Yin Phoenix spoke, the Blood Lines extended toward Cao Yuan. They did not seem particularly fast, yet they gave the impression that there was no escaping them.
Cao Yuan had no intention of evading them either. He pressed his palms together and recited an extremely brief passage of scripture.
Thousands of characters gleaming gold drifted from between