For a cultivator, strength and magic power could be said to be the most important factors; otherwise, be it treasures or secret arts, none of them could be used.
Without magic power as a foundation, one could not even activate a Talisman, and at this very moment, Tian Xiaojian was facing precisely such an awkward and headache-inducing outcome.
It was all because he had been careless for a moment.
Tian Xiaojian was beyond vexed.
Otherwise, no matter how absurdly strong the Fairy in the Clouds before him was, it would have been impossible for her to force him into such a state in a single exchange.
But things had already come to this; what use was there in saying any of that now?
In the cultivation world, the weak were prey to the strong, and regret had never existed in the first place.
Tian Xiaojian's situation was dangerous in the extreme, but he had no intention of giving up.
He had weathered so many great winds and towering waves—how could he fall here?
In Underworld Hell, even the Heavenly Sha Bright King and the Corpse King Jinyue had been unable to take his life. What did a mere Outer-Domain Heavenly Demon amount to?
Tian Xiaojian's eyes had gone red.
However, the time left to him was truly not much.
Seeing that the Heavenly Demon Sword had already cleaved down to this point, even if he broke free of his restraints now, it would be too late to dodge.
Could it be that he was truly going to fall, that even turning back the tide was now beyond him?
As this thought flashed through his mind, he saw the void before his eyes blur.
With a flicker of movement, Lin Xuan had actually blocked in front of him.
"Big Brother!"
"Worthy