The asura used the moment that the spell formation began to activate to go all out against Yang Qi.

He forced the blood out of his own body and sent it into the Grand Emperor's Pagoda, hoping to use it to kill Yang Qi.

No longer was the asura resorting to trickery and deception. He was directly attacking, holding nothing back in his attempt to seize Yang Qi’s body and soul. After all of the observation, he was confident that he knew exactly how strong Yang Qi was, and how to deal with him.

“I know you inside and out, brat. You might have some strange energy arts, but you’re not really very strong. In fact, you’re sadly weak. At first, I assumed that treacherous chancellor of yours must have sent you here with some sort of secret item or technique. But it seems that’s not the case. If he had, I would have noticed it already. So, brat, the time has come for you to die!”

Masses of blood formed together into a clone of the asura, who stood menacingly above Yang Qi in the Grand Emperor's Pagoda.

The only thing...