Shock was shock, but the crisis before him still had to be dealt with somehow.
The Nine Palaces Instantaneous Sword had been fouled, its power greatly reduced, and with its movements no longer nimble, it naturally could not block the other party's profoundly wondrous Sword Gourd.
Hissing sounds of something tearing through the air entered his ears.
Red light dazzled the eyes. Above, below, left, and right of Lin Xuan, he had already been wrapped in those three-foot-long fierce streaks of radiance. In another instant, it seemed, he would be chopped into pieces by the chaotic swords.
A cold smile appeared on Elder Zhong's face.
Though this Lin brat was harder to deal with than an ordinary Spirit Division Stage cultivator, that was all there was to it. How could the light cast by a grain-sized pearl compare with the bright moon?
He should be regretting it now!
He widened his eyes, hoping to see fear on Lin Xuan's face.
Since he wanted to play cat and mouse, he naturally could not wipe him out all at once. Lin Xuan's fear and worry would make him feel as if he were drinking fine wine, leaving an endless aftertaste.
He had already prepared to enjoy it properly.
However, while his thoughts were certainly fine, how could Lin Xuan possibly be without the slightest power to fight back?
His figure flashed, and he had already used Nine Heavens Micro-Steps. Spatial fluctuations abruptly arose, and he vanished from where he stood.
Those thousands upon thousands of scarlet Immortal Swords were no small matter in power, and their momentum was not the least bit inferior to a violent storm. However, having lost their target, they naturally served no purpose. That ferocious strike all landed on empty air.
This result made Elder Zhong's expression change