This was pure Mystic Yin Qi, dense to the extreme and still spherical in shape, wrapping the Ghost Saint's figure layer upon layer as it made its final defense like a dying struggle.
But was it any use?
With the battle having reached this point, Lin Xuan was not faring well either.
Even using the Nine Palaces Instantaneous Sword as a medium to control the Laws of Heaven and Earth was far too forced for his current realm.
The drain was far greater than that of ordinary moves, and his magical power was leaking away at an astonishing rate. Although Lin Xuan had purified Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Milk in his robes, controlling the power of laws allowed not the slightest mistake, so he had no time at all, nor could he spare the energy, to swallow that Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Milk.
Having it or not made no difference whatsoever.
This battle had been too intense, so intense that Lin Xuan simply could not split his attention.
So dragging it out held no benefit for Lin Xuan. The most favorable outcome for him was to unleash one explosive wave and take the other side down.
"Even the shield's form has been broken. You think a mere mass of Mystic Yin Qi can stop me?"
Lin Xuan drew a deep breath and carefully controlled his lifebound treasure, pouring all the true essence in his body into it, preparing to launch the strike that would decide victory and defeat.
Wuu...
A humming sound entered his ears, and the heaven and earth origin qi became chaotic to the extreme. The Spatial Turbulence had already reached a violent degree, and that dense Mystic Yin Qi was finally of no use either. Under the erosion of the power of laws, it was torn to shreds.
Roar!
Lin Xuan