The Bone Blade in his hand met no resistance at all, easily chopping the sword-light in two.
No—this was not the true body of the Floating Cloud Falling Snow Sword at all. It was merely the other party's bait to lure the enemy.
The demon reacted quickly as well, snapping back to its senses after a brief daze, but unfortunately, it was still a little too late.
Lin Xuan had already darted in with extreme speed and closed the distance.
He opened his mouth and spat out a white ball of light the size of a chicken egg.
At such a close distance, even with the demon's astonishing speed, it could not dodge in time. After the white ball of light struck it, it did not explode. Instead, a layer of crystalline frost began spreading across the surface of the demon's body.
This was not some secret art Lin Xuan had used, but a divine ability that came with the Floating Cloud Falling Snow Sword itself. Since this item was an ancient treasure left behind by a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, its power was naturally no small matter. Aside from its astonishing offensive strength, it could also release this kind of frigid light at an extremely low temperature.
The demon's face twisted, making it look both shocked and furious. Naturally, it was unwilling to sit with its hands tied and wait for death, and blood-red light more than two zhang high burst from its entire body.
The frost immediately began to crack like a tortoise shell.
However, Lin Xuan did not panic. From the very beginning, he had never hoped that the mere auxiliary divine ability of the Floating Cloud Falling Snow Sword would be enough to restrain this exceedingly strange demon.
Lin Xuan stretched out his hand and slapped