It had not blocked anything at all; in the end, that giant sword still cleaved into the vortex.
Boom!
First, a sound louder than a thunderclap in a clear sky rang in their ears. Then that sound turned sharp and grating, as though brocade were being torn apart.
Lin Xuan showed neither alarm nor delight, but the more he wore such an expression, the more he seemed to have victory held like a pearl of wisdom in his grasp.
The corners of his mouth brimmed with confidence, and he had even clasped both hands behind his back.
Sure enough, the vortex only held out for a brief moment before it was ripped open by the giant sword. First, a crack appeared, then it grew wider and wider, until the vortex was cleaved into two halves.
If it could have received replenishment from the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth, though the vortex's "injuries" were severe, it could have slowly recovered. But at this moment, all the water Yuan Qi had rushed over to Lin Xuan.
Borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha had instead become a thing used to attack its own body.
In terms of magic power, Lin Xuan could not compare to the combined force of nearly a hundred Nascent Soul Cultivators, but he was, after all, a cultivator of the Lihe Realm, able to make a preliminary brush against the Laws of Heaven and Earth. Though it was only the barest surface, being able to mobilize the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth was more than enough to deal with the situation before him.
With only one strike, Lin Xuan tore the vortex apart. Unable to obtain replenishment from the nearby water Yuan Qi, the dissipation of this heavenly tribulation was only a matter of time.
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