His face was full of doubt, but very quickly, his expression froze, revealing a hint of surprise. "A Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure—is what you're holding a Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure?"
"Whether it is or not, won't Your Excellency know once you feel it with your own body?"
Lin Xuan spoke coldly. Since things had reached this point, it was either you die or I live, so what need was there to be polite?
The mysterious female cultivator flicked her wrist. "Not drawing it is foolish, is it? Fine, then let me show you just how powerful my Zixiao Li-Fire Sword truly is."
The strips of cloth wrapped around its surface fell away, and its keen edge appeared in view, stabbing until even Lin Xuan's eyes ached a little. The sword was like a pool of autumn water, yet beneath the reflection of the sunlight, it also gave off a trace of purple.
Afterward, the woman gripped the sword and charged straight at her opponent just like that.
"What kind of move is this?"
Forget the Sea Race member—even Lin Xuan, her ally, felt extremely astonished. There were Immortal Cultivators who used Dharma Treasures like this? She did not release the flying sword, but instead held it crosswise in her hand. Did she think herself a mortal martial arts expert?
However, the woman paid no attention to any of that. Midway through the air, the sword in her hand swung downward, and in an instant, countless purple sword shadows and red thunder arrows appeared, packed densely together as they crashed down over the other party's head and face.
There were so many of them that there was simply nowhere to dodge. Taking them head-on was the only choice.
A flash of astonishment crossed the Sea Race member's face, but he did not panic.