Letting out a small frown, Di Tou couldn't help but flinch slightly as a sharp hair brushed past his leg. Ultimately, although he was at the Nascent Soul Stage and was using a great deal of powerful techniques, confronted with this onslaught of attacks, he was bound to make a mistake sooner or later.
In his mind, Di Tou could roughly tell that the force that Mu Di Bai had placed in his body that could block up to three strikes of an eighth stage or Spiritual Palace Stage cultivator diminished a tiny amount, maybe a thousandth or so.
This didn't seem like much, but it meant that the power of the attack crossed into the Resonance Soul Stage threshold, even if just barely having such a power, and it had to be recalled that was just one hair out of thousands if not millions!
