The upper realm monks on the stage of life and death were already sure of victory, but were caught off guard by the sudden black gas.
He was stunned for a moment, but he quickly recovered from the brief shock. After all, as a monk in the transformation stage, his combat experience and reaction speed were extraordinary.
Seeing the black gas surging in like a ferocious beast, quickly covering the entire life and death stage, the monks in the upper realm immediately took defensive measures.
He clasped his hands together and muttered something, and then a dazzling light burst out from his body and quickly condensed into a huge light shield.
Although the upper realm monk reacted quickly when the black gas gushed out and used his light shield to defend himself, Tian Wuxie's movements were much faster than he expected.
In the dark mist, Tian Wuxie's figure was as erratic and elusive as a ghost.
The spiritual ball in his hand contained powerful spiritual power, and every time it hit the light shield of the monk in the upper realm, it made a deafening sound.
Although the light shield of the upper realm monk was strong, cracks began to appear under Tian Wuxie's continuous fierce attacks. These cracks spread quickly like spider webs, and soon covered the entire light shield.
In less than a few breaths, the once indestructible light shield completely collapsed under Tian Wuxie's fierce attack, turning into dots of starlight and dispersing in the air.
In the black mist, after the upper realm monk's light shield disappeared, he was knocked away by Tian Wuxie. He rolled in the air and barely stabilized his body.
When he tried to find Tian Wuxie's figure, he found that the other party had completely merged into the dark mist and disappeared without a trace.
The monks in the upper realm were trapped by the black mist, and their hearts were filled with resentment and unwillingness. He widened his eyes and tried his best to search for Tian Wuxie's figure in the darkness, but still found nothing. This situation of being passively beaten made him feel unprecedented humiliation and anger.
He looked up to the sky and roared, his voice full of rage and unwillingness: "You want to defeat me with this mist? It's ridiculous! I, Liu Yanbin, have been practicing for thousands of years, and I am not so vulnerable!"
After speaking, Liu Yanbin quickly formed seals with his hands, his fingertips flashed with light, and a complex talisman condensed in his hands. With a low drink from him, the talisman suddenly disappeared from his hand as if it had been activated.
Immediately afterwards, Liu Yanbin's figure disappeared in the black mist, as if he had never existed. Tian Wuxie's original target disappeared instantly, causing his attack to miss, leaving only an afterimage in the black mist.
Tian Wuxie was also a little surprised by this sudden change. He originally thought that he could take advantage of the black mist, but he didn't expect that Liu Yanbin had such a method to hide himself in the mist and avoid his attacks.
After a moment, Liu Yanbin's figure suddenly appeared in the Ten Thousand Formation Bowl. He stood on the huge jade bowl and glanced around with a cold expression.
Although the black mist was still filled, making it impossible for him to directly see Tian Wuxie's figure, he could clearly sense that Tian Wuxie's attack seemed to have paused during this brief moment.
Taking advantage of this rare opportunity to breathe, Liu Yanbin quickly condensed a new formation in the Ten Thousand Formation Bowl. The light of the magic circle flickered in the bowl, forming a sharp contrast with the black mist, like a bright lamp, illuminating this dark battlefield.
Liu Yanbin stood on top of the Ten Thousand Formation Bowl, took a deep breath, waved his hands violently, and shouted loudly: "Wind Gathering Formation, start!"
As Liu Yanbin's majestic command echoed on the stage of life and death, the magic circle in the Ten Thousand Formation Bowl moved to the center of the stage of life and death in an instant, as if responding to the call. This process is so dizzyingly fast that it is almost impossible to capture with the naked eye.
Immediately afterwards, the magic circle was activated the moment it reached the center, and its powerful suction was like a bottomless black hole, which began to crazily devour the surrounding black mist.
The black energy that originally filled the stage of life and death, under the action of this suction force, was like a pulled thread, flowing continuously towards the magic circle.
As the black mist continued to gather, a huge black vortex gradually formed in the center of the array. This vortex keeps spinning, as if it wants to swallow everything in.
The center of the vortex was as dark as ink, exuding a heart-stopping and terrifying aura.
At this time, the monks who had been paying attention to the battle on the Life and Death Platform, no matter which side of the canyon they were standing on, were finally able to see clearly what was happening on the platform through the gradually dissipating black mist.
They originally thought that the battle was over during the previous black mist explosion. After all, that level of energy fluctuation was enough to bring any battle to an end.
However, to their surprise, Tian Wuxie and Liu Yanbin were still confronting each other. However, the situation has obviously changed at this moment.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the initiative in this battle has now fallen into Liu Yanbin's hands.
Liu Yanbin stood in the Ten Thousand Formation Bowl, his eyes fixed on Tian Wuxie's figure. When he saw Tian Wuxie's figure revealed after the black mist dissipated, a sinister smile appeared on his face.
He mocked viciously: "Why don't you hide anymore? Keep hiding in your black mist! I thought you would always be a tortoise!"
Faced with Liu Yanbin's malicious ridicule, Tian Wuxie did not make any verbal response. His expression was calm, and he just locked his gaze deeply on the other person.
At this moment, he moved his right hand slightly, and the black gourd fragments that had been shattered all over the place during the battle began to slowly condense as if they had been summoned.
Those fragments were flying in the air, each one emitting a faint black light.
In less than a moment, the fragments were all gathered together and restored into a complete black gourd. Everyone was stunned when they saw this process. They couldn't imagine how Tian Wuxie did it.
After the black gourd returned to its original state, it did not stay, but turned into a black light and quickly disappeared into Tian Wuxie's body. At this moment, Tian Wuxie's aura seemed to become a little stronger.
Tian Wuxie waited for the black gourd to completely integrate into his body, feeling the renewed power, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. The next moment, his figure was like lightning, rushing straight towards the magic circle in the center of the Life and Death Platform.
Liu Yanbin had been watching Tian Wuxie's movements closely, and when he saw him suddenly launching an attack, he immediately reacted. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and another brand-new magic circle was formed in front of him, exuding powerful power and attacking Tian Wuxie directly.
Tian Wuxie's goal is firm and clear - he must enter the magic circle that is absorbing the black mist. He crossed the stage of life and death like a bolt of lightning, his speed was staggering. However, even at this speed, it was difficult to completely avoid Liu Yanbin's fatal attack.
Liu Yanbin didn't dare to be careless when he saw that Tian Wuxie was approaching fiercely. The magic circle he carefully condensed was like a dragnet, covering Tian Wuxie's head. Light flashed within the array, and the array sword shuttled through it like a swimming dragon, emitting sharp sword energy.
Although Tian Wuxie tried his best to avoid it, he was still inevitably hit hard by the intensive sword energy attack. There was only a muffled sound, and his left arm was severed by a sharp sword energy, and the blood instantly dyed his clothes red.
