With her shell flipped and her body exposed, she lay open to attack. Feng Luotian still held back.
The suppressive principle limited the damage he could deal at his cultivation. Finishing her was Xiu Yao's job. Feng Luotian prepared a fallback in case they needed one.
Tearing off a leg had overturned her balance and given his senior brother an opening. It had not removed the difference in their cultivation. Charging at the exposed body now would mean trying to do what Xiu Yao was already better equipped to handle. Feng Luotian left that space to him and made use of the chance to prepare for what might happen next.
Meanwhile, Xiu Yao had already leaped up high, holding the sword in both hands.
As Theríon gathered, a dark aura spread over the sword.
"Calling of Darkness!!"
The surrounding darkness rushed toward his sword and merged with it, strengthening the shadowy aura.
