Fearless and awe-inspiring, as if those sword lights were nothing but things molded from mud and pasted together with paper.
A trace of surprise appeared on Lin Xuan's face.
The next instant, the two slammed viciously into each other.
Boom!
Crimson waves of air, like a raging sea tide, swallowed up the sharp sword light.
The sky was filled with raging fire. The Sword Rays Lin Xuan had unleashed had actually done nothing at all. These Phoenixes were truly no small matter; compared to ordinary true spirits, they were probably not inferior in the slightest.
A Xiantian Spirit Treasure?
Lin Xuan had one in hand as well, yet this Ten Thousand Sword Map seemed utterly unable to contend with the opponent.
What should he do?
Seeing the dozen or so Phoenixes, wrapped in fire and spiritual light that filled the sky, about to engulf him—
A wisp of a sigh surfaced on Lin Xuan's face.
There was no fear—only a thread of melancholy.
Lin Xuan once again sent out the Nine Palaces Instantaneous Sword.
Silver radiance stabbed the eye. Dozens of Immortal Swords circled and danced around him, then merged toward the center; amid a great chorus of clear ringing, those Immortal Swords flew back in reverse like Ten Thousand Streams Return to the Ancestor.
"Swift!"
Lin Xuan pointed forward, and the eighty-one Immortal Swords flew off in different directions, then gathered together once more.
Turning complexity into simplicity, in the end only nine Immortal Swords remained.
They differed in length, their styles were all distinct, and even the spiritual power attributes they emitted were vastly different.
Nine Palaces Instantaneous, as the name implied, originally represented metal, Wood, water, fire, earth, Feng, lightning, Lei, and Illusion.
At this moment, it had merely been restored to its most basic form.
And