The moment the Reverse Flow Protective Seal was unleashed, it immediately proved devastatingly effective.
The Finger Wind Dragon's backlash turned upon Wu Yong. With a sharp cry, a fierce aura erupted from his entire body.
The immortal path killer move he had been building up finally burst forth.
Yin Wind Ghost Sickle Claw!
He thrust out his right hand, five fingers curved into a claw, reaching for the Finger Wind Dragon.
Almost in the same instant, an enormous spectral claw materialized over the Finger Wind Dragon. Its appearance was utterly sudden, completely without any warning.
The claw, composed entirely of yin wind, was colossal — it seized the Finger Wind Dragon as easily as one might grab an earthworm.
The claw was pitch-black as a demon, its tips long and razor-sharp, practically five scythes. This single downward grasp radiated a murderous ferocity capable of slaying gods and immortals!
The Finger Wind Dragon shrieked, struggling violently beneath the Ghost Sickle Claw. After a few breaths, it completely fell apart, dissolving into clusters of wind that soon dissipated into nothing.
This scene caused Feng Jiuge's expression to harden.
The Finger Wind Dragon was unmistakably an Eighth Transformation killer move, yet Wu Yong's Yin Wind Ghost Sickle Claw was clearly even more powerful!
Had that claw struck Feng Jiuge's body, the consequences would have been unthinkable.
Had Fang Yuan not intervened in time, Feng Jiuge would still have been pursued by the Finger Wind Dragon while simultaneously facing the Yin Wind Ghost Sickle Claw — an impossibly dire situation!
Wu Yong's expression was equally grim.
He had poured considerable effort into the Yin Wind Ghost Sickle Claw, intending all along to use it against Feng Jiuge to bring him down.
But Fang Yuan's interference had forced him to redirect it against the Finger Wind Dragon, squandering a perfectly good killer move.
In truth, the Yin Wind Ghost Sickle Claw was not limited to what he had just displayed — it possessed further variations, one of which was the Yin Wind Snare, capable of capturing Gu Immortals.
After all, Feng Jiuge belonged to the Central Continent side. Wu Yong had expended enormous effort and a vast amount of Immortal Essence to build up the Yin Wind Ghost Sickle Claw specifically to capture Feng Jiuge alive.
Had his goal been achieved, the benefits would have been immense.
First, capturing a figure of Feng Jiuge's stature alive would greatly bolster Wu Yong's own prestige while dealing a severe blow to the Righteous Path in the Southern Border.
Second, rather than killing Feng Jiuge, taking him captive would avoid antagonizing the Central Continent and the Heavenly Court.
Finally, once Feng Jiuge was secured, Wu Yong could fully exploit him — not merely stripping him of his resources, but also using him as leverage against Spirit Affinity Hall and even the Heavenly Court.
If he could force the Heavenly Court into compromise and recover those formation Gu that had once been seized from the Southern Border's Righteous Path — even only a portion — then Wu Yong's prestige throughout the entire Southern Border Gu Immortal world would skyrocket to unprecedented heights!
He might even solidify the Wu family's position as the undisputed leader among the Righteous Path in the Southern Border!
But now, because of Fang Yuan's meddling, Wu Yong's carefully laid plans had completely fallen apart.
"Those two..."
"If I use an ordinary Seventh Transformation killer move, Feng Jiuge can fully resist it and even counterattack."
"If I use an Eighth Transformation killer move, while I can force Feng Jiuge back and push him onto the defensive, it'll run right into Fang Yuan's Reverse Flow Protective Seal. If the attack gets reflected back, I'll be the one who suffers."
Wu Yong gazed ahead, the corners of his eyes twitching slightly.
Troublesome.
He could feel things growing thorny.
Facing Fang Yuan alone, Wu Yong could treat him as a punching bag, holding complete initiative. Facing Feng Jiuge alone, he could also press down with overwhelming force.
But facing the two of them together...
Even Wu Yong found the situation a real headache.
"In the short term, there's little hope of breaking through the Reverse Flow Protective Seal. After all, this is the first time I've witnessed this move. And I'm not a Wisdom Path Gu Immortal either."
"Perhaps the Heavenly Court or Eternal Heaven, having encountered it before, have already studied the Reverse Flow Protective Seal."
"The only method now is to maintain relentless bombardment, forcing the two of them to scramble in defense until they expose openings — then deliver the killing blow."
If no opportunity presented itself, he would create one.
With that thought, Wu Yong suddenly concealed his figure, vanishing from Fang Yuan and Feng Jiuge's perception.
"He's disappeared — where is he?" Fang Yuan looked toward Feng Jiuge.
Wu Yong had retreated in order to advance. Fang Yuan's detection methods were unremarkable; he had no way of discerning Wu Yong's true position.
Feng Jiuge shook his head as well. "It seems he's using the terrain of this battlefield to conceal his traces."
He too could only pick up vague, approximate readings.
The moment Feng Jiuge finished speaking, the entire battlefield suddenly underwent a dramatic transformation!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Gale-force winds sprang up from nowhere, howling ceaselessly across the entire battlefield like invisible serpents racing and coiling in every direction.
Then, wind blades took shape.
One after another, wind blades imbued with the sharp might of an Eighth Transformation killer move spiraled through the air, hurtling toward Fang Yuan and Feng Jiuge.
"Bring it on." Rather than alarm, delight crossed Fang Yuan's face. His immortal robe fluttering behind him, he charged straight ahead.
But the wind blades nimbly curved around him, converging on Feng Jiuge instead.
Clearly, Wu Yong intended to eliminate Feng Jiuge first, then deal with Fang Yuan.
This was obviously a very wise choice.
Only Feng Jiuge possessed the ability to counterattack. Once he was dead or captured, what could Fang Yuan do with nothing but the Reverse Flow Protective Seal?
Hearing this, Feng Jiuge let out a hearty laugh. "How interesting — you've decided I'm the soft target, have you?"