A small failure to endure would ruin a grand scheme!
He had actually been toyed with by Nailong True Person again and again.
Xu Wu's heart was filled with grief and rage to the extreme.
Yet at this moment, he was already powerless to reverse the situation.
With a thunderous boom, astonishing waves of air filled the sky.
The void caved in, and countless pitch-black runes flew out, packed densely together, wrapping around Xu Wu. Every single rune radiated astonishing pressure.
The Demon Venerable whose body had been seized by Nailong True Person was indeed only at the early Tribulation Transcendence Stage, and in terms of strength, he was far inferior to Xu Wu, but the power accumulated within his body was still no small matter.
As the saying went, if one was willing to be carved to pieces, one dared drag the emperor from his horse. With this self-detonation, never mind that Xu Wu was already seriously wounded—even if he had been in perfect condition, he absolutely would not have been able to withstand it.
Within the rumbling booms, his grief-stricken cries were mixed in, and of course Lin Xuan would not let such a good opportunity slip by. With a sigh, the Void Shadow of the Nine-Heads True Spirit vanished without a trace, replaced by a pale silver Immortal Sword appearing in Lin Xuan's palm.
Thin as a cicada's wing!
Lin Xuan turned his hand and gripped it, then swung it downward.
His movement was nimble to the extreme, and the entire process was soundless and traceless. Yet head-on, one saw a vast and imposing Sword Qi that blotted out the clouds and covered the sun, its momentum grand to the extreme.
But in the blink of an eye, it swiftly vanished again, all the Sword Qi seeming