The Sword Qi Lin Xuan released was actually blocked by this treasure.
That was not surprising. No matter how incomparably profound the Nine Palaces Instantaneous Sword was, the Sword Qi it produced, in terms of power, was still only about on par with the treasures of cultivators of the same rank, the two sides merely between Bo and Zhong.
However, at this moment, Lin Xuan was in no mood to slowly trade spells with him here.
He pointed a finger forward.
"Merge!"
Before his words had even fallen, the dozen-plus streams of Sword Qi besieging the big man gathered toward the center.
A silver giant sword appeared within sight.
It was over ten zhang long. Though it had clearly been condensed from Sword Qi, its surface shimmered with glazed spiritual light as if it had substance. The moment this sword appeared, its aura seemed extremely vigorous, as heavy as a mountain as it slashed toward the big man.
Before the sword had even fallen, the pressure emanating from its surface already made the big man feel as if breathing had become somewhat difficult. Greatly alarmed, he dared not be the slightest bit negligent.
With a loud shout, he opened his mouth and spat out a clump of black-and-white essence qi. Its target was precisely the wolf-tooth mace treasure he had just sacrificed.
Boom!
After absorbing the essence qi, the treasure let out a humming sound, then actually grew more than tenfold as well, transforming into a colossal object no less imposing than that giant sword.
And this was not the end.
A fierce look flashed across the big man's face. His hands clenched, and a strange spell seal flashed by. Yin Qi, black as ink, appeared, and his body likewise began to swell rapidly within the Yin Qi.
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