Compressing such a vast and majestic Sword Qi to barely an inch with the Sword into Silk Technique made its power gradually increase as its size shrank.
Even he himself, if he did not handle it carefully and was struck by this Sword Ray, might very well fall.
Damn it!
Heaven Origin Saint Ancestor's eyes went wide. He lifted his head high, and an earth-shaking roar burst from his throat. His hands danced swiftly, and with his movements, the demon qi before him surged violently, gathering toward the center. A shield pointed at the top and broad below appeared in sight.
Though this shield was formed from demon qi, it seemed almost solid, with Demon Markings faintly surfacing on its face. Its defensive power seemed anything but ordinary.
The entire process happened like a startled rabbit and swooping falcon. It sounded complicated, but in truth, it was completed in an instant.
Almost the moment the shield took shape, the Sword Ray chopped and stabbed into it.
Soundless and noiseless!
It was like a fresh breeze blowing past, but in the next moment, where the shield and Sword Ray collided, the entire space twisted.
Sssht...
Silver radiance flared, interweaving with the pitch-black demon qi, but they did not remain in a stalemate. In the next moment, that demon qi was like snow and ice thrown into a furnace, swallowed by the silver light as easily as smashing dry weeds and rotten wood.
So it was with the demon qi, and so too with the shield. This seemingly extraordinary treasure, beneath the divine might of the Nine Palaces Instantaneous Sword, actually failed to last even a single breath before melting away like ice and crumbling like tiles.
The Sword Ray did not lose momentum, still chopping viciously toward the other party's head.