Tuoba Ao's true qi was exceedingly strange. After all, he possessed the Demon Spirit Nine Transformations Spirit Art, a cultivation method that could indeed shift between ghost qi and demon qi. The deathly stillness of ghost qi, the strangeness of demon qi-both were troublesome forms of true qi.
When this true qi entered his meridians, Huang Xiao had tried to assimilate and neutralize it, but he discovered that neither type was so easily assimilated and neutralized. To be safe, he forced the true qi invading his meridians out of his body instead.
"Old Sun, is there anything else you can do?" Seeing Huang Xiao completely at a disadvantage, Qingfeng could not help asking Old Sun quietly, anxiety filling his heart.
Old Sun shook his head helplessly. "There's nothing I can do!"
Just as Qingfeng was about to speak again, his heart leaped into his throat once more. He saw Huang Xiao driven back by Tuoba Ao. With every step Huang Xiao retreated, Qingfeng could sense his face growing a shade paler and his aura a little weaker.
"What can we do? There must be some way, right? There must be!" Qingfeng murmured, clenching his fists. He did not fear death, but neither could he stand by and watch his junior brother die at Tuoba Ao's hands. Yet he lacked the strength to help him, however much he wished to. Interfering with Tuoba Ao was the greatest help he could offer Huang Xiao now.
"Ah..." Old Sun could only heave a long sigh. Everyone here was gravely wounded; no one could deal with Tuoba Ao.
He swept his gaze over the others. All of them had serious injuries. Wu Longfeng, for instance, had nearly been killed by Tuoba Ao just now. But as the sect master of the Taixuan Sect, he