The blood that splattered was completely vaporized by yang Shaowen's genuine Qi before it could dissipate. As this guy's primordial spirit was relatively weak, although it was not a direct attack on the primordial spirit, it still disappeared along with the blood rain. It was really unlucky.
Yang Shaowen made up his mind. He ignored the blood on his body and tried to retreat to Lin Yi's side. He had already achieved the result he wanted with his lightning-fast attack. There was no point in trying to fight in the formation's attack range.
However, he was still a moment too late. The attacks of the other seven spirit beast Masters, supported by the battle formation, were as fast as the attacks of ordinary earth-splitting cultivators. Since their companion had already died, their target was yang Shaowen, and they had completely blocked his way to retreat.
