Lu Li's previous speculation was correct.
The Asmodian Lord did not really vanish in the air when he was teleporting. He was just using cracks in space or some miraculous skill that made it impossible for others to detect his whereabouts.
At the end of the day, he was still in this space and he did not teleport.
As long as he was teleporting in space, there would be some tremors or abnormalities. At the moment, an area with a radius of more than three miles was enveloped by Lu Li's Feather Wind. He could sense any changes in space.
At the moment, he was keenly aware that there was a tremor coming toward him from the left. He shouted and the Feather Wind around him began to move. The broken barrier was restored and a new Feather Wind castle was built.
At the same time, in the room where the Asmodian Lord was in, the four walls exploded at the same time, turning into four silver dragons that swept toward the Asmodian Lord. The Feather Wind from all directions quickly gathered and rebuilt the four walls.
"What?"
The Asmodian Lord showed up in midair. He was surprised that Lu Li could find where he was hiding.
That was a special skill of the Asmodians. Basically, no one at the same realm could break it, not to mention that Lu Li was only at the Human Sovereign Realm.
"Soul attack!"
The Asmodian Lord did not have the time to figure out how Lu Li found out. The four silver dragons were whooshing toward him and the horrifying soul attack began to invade his Core of Soul.
"That is horrifying. Run ~"
The Asmodian Lord felt as if ten thousand needles were stabbing into his soul from all sides. He was frightened.
His soul was strong and yet he was affected?
Soul attack was the most horrifying. He could not stay here any longer. He wanted to run away and then find a way to attack later.
The Asmodians had always preferred sneak attacks and assassinations, not face-to-face battles. This was the talent of the Asmodian Lord and the skills created by generations of Asmodians.
At the moment, the Asmodian Lord was out in the open while Lu Li was in the dark. The Asmodian Lord was suffering from such a strong soul attack. Naturally, he felt uncomfortable and wanted to run away at once.
However …
It was easy to get in, but not so easy to leave!
When he came in, there seemed to be no resistance when he went through the Feather Wind barrier.
Now that he wanted to leave, he felt he had to endure a soul attack after going through a barrier.
"Buzzing ~"
With a dark glare, the Asmodian Lord used a special skill of the Asmodian Lord, trying to escape without being noticed.
"Hehe ~"
Lu Li sneered. The walls of the three rooms around the Asmodian Lord cracked and more than 10 silver dragons came out.
The silver dragon flew around the Great Demonic God's body. The Great Demonic God's body was forced to appear, constantly enduring the powerful soul attacks. The Great Demonic God's blood-red eyes were about to spit fire.
"I can only force my way out!"
Great Demon God gritted his teeth and brandished his short sword, thrusting it forward a few times. Sword Qi pierced through the air, forcibly tearing apart the walls of the room in front of him. Great Demon God then rushed out.
"Bang, bang, bang ~"
He continuously released sword Qi and passed through four to five rooms. However, when his spiritual will swept forward, he was dumbfounded!
Previously, he felt that he would be able to get out after passing through a dozen or so rooms. Now, he realized that he still needed to pass through a dozen or so rooms to get out.
"What the hell?
Could it be a maze? "
The Asmodian Lord used psychic power to check the surroundings. After a while, he noticed something was wrong. Lu Li was adjusting the rooms in the castle.
The rooms could all flow.
Every time he tried to break through, more and more rooms would converge, trapping him in here.
Several silver dragons formed by Feather Wind were with him at all times, attacking his Core of Soul every second and every minute. For now, the Asmodian Lord was able to defend himself. However, at this rate, he would not be able to. When his soul was damaged, sooner or later, he would be tortured to death by Lu Li.
"There is no other way!"
The Asmodian Lord made up his mind. He stabbed at the space around him with his short sword. This time, he did not release sword Qi. Instead, he tore the space apart, creating a swirl in space.
"Spatial Transference?"
Lu Li had been keeping an eye on this place. He shook his head helplessly when he saw the Asmodian Lord using the Spatial Transference Profound Meaning.
"Buzzing ~"
The space where the Asmodian Lord was was swallowed up. The Asmodian Lord vanished on the spot. He had been teleported out.
The Spatial Transference Profound Meaning could teleport others as well as oneself, as long as one was in the space.
If the Asmodian Lord had not been teleported away, Lu Li was confident that he could be trapped alive. When the Asmodian Lord's soul was damaged, Lu Li could gather powerful warriors to kill him. However, there was no other way.
That being said —
The Asmodian Lord left by Spatial Transference. Based on his previous experiences, the Asmodian Lord would not be able to come back in less than a day.
A day?
Lu Li put on a cruel smile. The millions of warriors of the four alien races would not be enough for him to kill in one day.
"Where is the Asmodian Lord?"
Many warriors of the four alien races had been keeping an eye on the battle in the sky. All of a sudden, the Asmodian Lord disappeared. They asked in surprise.
The Asmodian Lord had always been elusive. They were not worried that he would run away. What they were wondering was where he had gone.
"Phew, phew ~"
The dark cloud in the sky suddenly changed its direction and drifted toward the army. Inside the dark cloud, Feather Wind was blowing to both sides. The Feather Wind formed small dragons of wind in midair.
Ten, one hundred, one thousand!
The dragons of wind were coming together quickly. In the time for a dozen blinks, one thousand dragons of wind had come into being. They lined up in the sky.
This time, the four alien races were panicking. The Asmodian Lord had not done anything for a long time.
Lu Li, on the other hand, was making more dragons of wind as if he was preparing for a powerful attack.
"Oh no … retreat!"
A jade talisman in Master of Voodoo Race's hand cracked. He was taken aback. The Asmodian Lord had sent him a signal to retreat. The Asmodian Lord had been missing for a long time. Master of Voodoo Race had sensed something was wrong.
"You want to retreat?
Too late! "
Lu Li's cold voice echoed in the sky. He waved his hands. The dragons of wind dashed toward the four alien races.
"Swish, swish ~"
Every time the Feather Wind blew by, there would be some strange noises. Not even Earth Immortal Realm warriors could stand it, not to mention the strengthened dragons of wind.
More than one thousand dragons of wind dashed to all sides. Shrill noises could be heard everywhere. The warriors had just been informed to retreat but it was too late.
"Ah —"
Many warriors covered their heads and rolled on the ground, howling in pain. Many warriors with weak souls fainted at once.
The four alien races were so dense that there was no end to them. Now, they were falling one by one as if they were harvesting straws. It was a shocking and ghastly scene.
"Mass attack?
So powerful?
What Profound Meaning is that? "
The masters of the three alien races wanted to stall Lu Li for a moment so that the four alien races could retreat.
Seeing this scene, the three of them were dumbfounded. Even if it was a Ninth Grade Profound Meaning, it shouldn't be able to have such destructive power, right?
Autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves!
On the city wall, the warriors watched as the alien races fell one after another. In the time for a dozen breaths, at least half a million warriors had lost their abilities to fight or fainted. The warriors were dumbfounded and did not know what to say …
"Get ready!"