The Red-Eyed Flame-Horn Beast cultivator let out an angry roar. As he retreated at high speed, he suddenly pivoted on one heel, tilted sideways, and spun in place like a whirlwind.
Just as Li Yan lunged at him, he had already circled around behind Li Yan. At the same time, a thought flashed through his mind.
"Papatapata... Bang bang bang..."
The black stone fragments Li Yan had swept aside, along with several rocks from where Li Yan had initially stood, unexpectedly flew toward him from behind as the cultivator spun.
The black fragments moved with astonishing speed here, as though utterly unaffected by gravity, and in an instant flew onto the Red-Eyed Flame-Horn Beast cultivator's body.
In the blink of an eye, they formed a suit of black armor around him, leaving only his eyes and palms exposed.
Li Yan's strike missed. Though his attacks were swift, they could not compare to his speed outside this place. The surrounding gravity fluctuated between strong and weak without warning. Although the rhythm of his earlier attacks had been extremely tight, it was still disrupted by his opponent.
The instant Li Yan saw those black fragments flying again, his eyes narrowed. He seemed to have guessed some of his opponent's methods.
"Just as the Black Devil Race suspected, the Red-Eyed Flame-Horn Beast clan has mastered the ability to control Black Flame Mountain, though likely only a small part of it.
"This man can only control the fragments that wrapped around me earlier. Several times, he failed to command the greater number of black rocks around us. And once these fragments move, they affect the strength of the surrounding gravity..."
After seeing the fragments rise again, Li Yan finally confirmed his suspicions. Earlier, even at the risk of being entangled, he had slapped a