A trace of pained regret flashed through Lin Xuan's eyes, but fortunately, with loss came gain. As more and more cracks spread across the surface of the Spirit-Devouring Sword, the Void Shadows of the Four Spirits also grew stronger.
They had originally been only faint Void Shadows, but now, replenished by Lin Xuan's powerful magic power, they instantly became dense and solid. At a glance, they even seemed almost tangible.
Speaking of which, that Nine-Headed Monster Bird had also been formed from the gathering of the world's vital energy, and shared many similarities with the Four Spirits. To say they reached the same destination by different paths would not be excessive.
Of course, the former was much stronger.
But so what? Though each of the Four Spirits was individually inferior, they held the advantage in numbers, and they also had the cooperation of the Nine Palaces Instantaneous Sword.
At this moment, that hundred-zhang-long giant sword had already chopped down viciously toward the opponent, its momentum truly extraordinary.
The whole process sounded complicated when described, but in truth, it took only an instant.
The next moment, an earth-shaking boom entered his ears. Not far in front of Lin Xuan, spiritual lights of every color erupted with a crash, and Gale Wind shot in all directions.
The light was dazzling and blinding, and talismanic characters the size of wine cups spun and danced like bubbles.
Along with it came spiritual pressure. Even with Lin Xuan's current strength, under that terrifying spiritual pressure, he could hardly breathe.
As for what it felt like for the monster bird at the center of the explosion, it was naturally not hard to infer a thing or two from this.
However, whether it would perish because of this was still not easy to say.
But Lin