Seeing the blood-colored sickle slashing towards him, the Bull Demon was terrified to the extreme, wishing he could run away, but his body was confined, unable to move. He could only look pleadingly at his master, hoping he could help him withstand this attack.
Ying Yue did not disappoint him. Just as the blood-colored sickle was about to strike the Bull Demon's head, Ying Yue flicked his fingers, a surge of fierce wind shot out, hitting the blood-colored sickle, and instantly, the sickle shattered with a crack.
Seeing this scene, a hint of shock flashed in Ancestor Tunshi's eyes: "You actually so easily broke free from the confinement of the power of the world?"
Ying Yue's cultivation level was very strong. It was understandable that he could break free from the power of the world's confinement, but to do so so easily was too incredible.
Even earlier, Ancestor Tunshi felt that Ying Yue was never confined by the power of the world, because he was completely unaffected by it?
