Tang Yan struggled inwardly. Unlike before, time was no longer on his side.
The foundation for trapping an enemy with the Jade Void Dharma-Myself Body was the gradual growth of his own strength. That word "gradual" was important. Now it had become rapid expansion... and expansion could go too far.
The Sword Cultivator's words made perfect sense. He realized, to his sorrow, that this man had been manipulating his every move. He had thought he controlled the whole situation, when in fact he himself was the clown.
This man was a devil!
Tang Yan was decisive, too. Although the Sword Cultivator had already anticipated his intentions, he would not deliberately refuse to act just to save face.
He laughed heartily. "Fine! Since that's what you want, I'll oblige!"
Pure qi flickered in the sky, and the Dharma-Myself Body vanished. When it came to offensive power alone, his original body could naturally deliver the greatest effect.
He beckoned, reactivating the three Fire Constructs. At the same time, the White Kite overhead stopped watching from the sidelines and swooped down to join the pursuit of the Sword Cultivator.
Techniques poured from his hands like a tide. His Law Power and Divine Soul were now exceptionally abundant, with no fear of exhaustion. His techniques did not even consume as much as Same-Origin Joint Cultivation replenished. He had never fought with such lavish resources before, but neither had his feelings ever been so complicated.
His only worry was whether the Sword Cultivator would use the Body Sword Technique again. Without the Sword Cultivator's true body to target, the effectiveness of his attacks would be greatly reduced.
But the Sword Cultivator wielded his sword and sent it flying, simply refusing to use Body Sword. A thought flashed through Tang Yan's mind, and he immediately understood.