Every attack of Yi Yun's was stronger than the previous one. The bombardment was like surging waves, dispersing the dark clouds as a result. There were golden beams filled with killing intent flaring everywhere in the sky.
As he kept up his barrage of rapid attacks, Yi Yun's pupils constricted into vertical slits, resembling needles. He aimed at a certain spot of redness in the air, which was the floating drop of blood!
With pure Yang energy exploding, Yi Yun aimed at the red drop of blood and slashed at it!
"Ding!"
A crisp crack echoed as if space itself had been shattered. However, Yi Yun was surprised to realize that he did not manage to split the drop of blood apart!
"Huh!?"
Yi Yun saw the drop of blood change shape slightly before returning to normal. He could sense a formidable force field surrounding the drop of blood. He had only struck the force field that was protecting the drop of blood.
