As Chi You's face drastically changed, the Bull Demon-King had already appeared out of thin air in mid-air. Qi Yue retreated into the distance, crossing his arms before his chest with an expression of amusement, ready to watch the spectacle unfold. Meanwhile, the surrounding green tornado had risen to a height of a hundred meters, obscuring the sky entirely. Though this soul-filled wind energy was not enough to counter the sharp edge of the Pangu Axe, it was certainly sufficient to hinder Chi You. At the very least, the technique he had previously employed—Golden Cicada Shedding—would be utterly ineffective in the presence of such a Soul Tornado Barrier.
The Bull Demon-King stared grimly at Chi You. "Kid, you're quite good at running away! Twice you've slipped through my fingers. I wonder, what tricks do you have this time to escape from here?"
