Yemo Shayi moved. He waved his finger and released a glistening, sharp and dark air stream which darted out silently, wriggling fiercely towards Ji Hao’s waist like a snake.
Ji Hao laughed out loud. Fully activating the Taiji cloak, he thought that he had to teach Yemo Luoye and Yemo Shayi a lesson.
The Taiji cloak released a wave of clear, sparkling water mist. Lotus-petal-shaped flakes of light swirled out of Ji Hao’s body and bloomed in the air like a giant lotus. Around this three-thousand-meters-wide lotus, two hazy streams of light hovered like a pair of fishes, end-to-end, disturbing the natural powers in this area.
The dark airstream released by Yemo Shayi bumped on the spreading, petal-like clear light. The light was torn apart, yet more streams of clear light grew out ceaselessly. The dark airstream melted gradually in the clear light, disappearing hundreds of meters away from Ji Hao.
"This!" Yemo Shayi paused in shock.