Fixed Body Art, success!

As Wu Yu used it more and more, he became more familiar and practiced with it. Although he relied on the Great Sage's guidance in order to use such a marvelous spiritual art, his success rate was getting higher and higher.

Facing against Tian Yijun's Paranormal Pillar of Blood, the Fixed Body Art was Wu Yu's only chance to turn the tables! He had already been prepared to die if the Fixed Body Art had failed.

Perhaps the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal had been guiding him in battle all the while. This time at least, Wu Yu gathered all his focus, funneling all his will into employing the Fixed Body Art. Even if it was just for a moment!

In a battle of experts, a moment could decide many things!

Tian Yijun had a hundred ghosts at his bidding, and his Paranormal Pillar of Blood was world-class. But a moment's paralysis allowed Wu Yu's Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike to pierce through his body!

Right now, the Nascent Yin Yang Single Sword Strike had been honed to an even higher peak. It had become the sword embodiment of taiji. With the immortal root Yin...