Chapter 772: The Battle Under The Great Seal (I)
But Li Xizhi had already drawn his sword and arrived, several flashes of light flickering and falling, before Tuoba Chongyuan could finish speaking. Quan Yi also retracted his golden cords and struck with a palm imprint of golden light. Tuoba Chongyuan merely raised his spear to block, and the two forces clashed.
Quan Yi’s strike made the long spear tremble. Tuoba Chongyuan shifted slightly, stretching out his ape-like arm to block Li Xizhi, only to discover that the man in the feathered robe was still forming a spell gesture. Just as Tuoba Chongyuan’s arm touched him, he turned into a misty haze.
Rainbow Phantom Split.
Taking advantage of the moment his opponent’s perception technique was broken, Li Xizhi split into multiple illusions that scattered in different directions. His true form emerged behind Tuoba Chongyuan, and with a spell gesture, Morning Rainbow Lure surged forth, striking directly at his back.
However, Tuoba Chongyuan’s dharma robe was extremely tough. Even after taking a direct hit, his face merely paled further. He dispersed three of the illusions with a sweeping motion. His spear shimmered with golden light as it spun and gently flicked against Yu Yuwei’s large purple-red cauldron.
Yu Yuwei was a seasoned cultivator and posed the greatest threat. Tuoba Chongyuan’s spear strike was meant to hold the cauldron back. Dark red veins appeared on his arm, and his blood energy churned violently. Clearly, he had suffered a loss, yet the purple flame within the cauldron managed to surge past the lid and lick at his dao robe.
Tuoba Chongyuan felt a slight pain in his arm and calculated silently, This man in the feathered robe is light and elusive; he's not one suited for direct combat. I’ve already seen through his perception technique, chasing him down would be a waste of time! The man with the golden cords is weak and cowardly. He’s unwilling to confront me directly. The others are mediocre. The most urgent task is to eliminate this old Daoist!
He summoned another jade tablet and effortlessly suppressed the flame in the cauldron. He then took two steps through the air, his figure lunging forward like a phantom.
Yu Yuwei was unafraid. His beard and hair flared outward as he held a purple flame in each hand. A spell brought flames down like a storm, while violet smoke coiled around him. Hatred flared in his heart as well, This brat’s dharma robe is powerful, and he has many artifacts, along with two deadly spells... But the spear in his hand is quite ordinary...