Just as Fēng Xié moved to continue channeling the Purple Gold Town Origin Pagoda, Zhang Yujie fired an Armor-Piercing Arrow straight at him. Without panicking, he released another gale of violent wind that caught the oncoming arrow, twisting and snapping it in two. Thus, Fēng Xié had to contend not only with Yan Qingcheng’s incoming petal blades, but also remain mindful of Zhang Yujie’s divine arrows, which could strike at any moment.
This left him feeling overwhelmed. Holding the Purple Gold Town Origin Pagoda actually proved troublesome; if he left it suspended in mid-air, it could not automatically release gales to fend off Zhang Yujie’s unexpected and relentless volley of arrows. A single moment of distraction could spell the difference between life and death. To make matters worse, the gales lacked the ability to automatically seek out and attack targets. If he used the Purple Gold Town Origin Pagoda to unleash black gales to suppress any one of the three, the other two would instantly seize the opportunity to swarm him. At this moment, the pagoda in his hand had become a burden.
He therefore simply withdrew the Purple Gold Town Origin Pagoda into the magic ring on his right index finger. "Very well, let's see how you like my Soul-Seizing Technique!" He half-closed his eyes and then snapped them wide open. A wisp of gray mist flashed across the depths of his pupils, and an invisible force immediately surged toward Yan Qingcheng like a tide—silent, yet carrying a bone-c…
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