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"Open the shield, now!" Chen Zixiu barked, his voice echoing in every direction.
At the sound, Bo Xian'er, Zhang Xiaofan, and Lu Xueqi all moved at once, their figures flashing like lightning.
In an instant, above the Yin-Yang Two Forms Spring, dazzling light surged from every direction. An ice-blue interlaced shield rose with incredible speed, enveloping the spring water and the surrounding formations entirely.
Looking again at Shen Tianjun, within thirty feet of him, turquoise waves of energy surged like the tide, as if dragons and serpents were faintly appearing within them.
One sharp turquoise sword ray after another burst from the crown of his head, shooting straight into the heavens. The ringing of the sword shook their eardrums until they ached.
Suddenly, an even clearer sword howl exploded from the depths of the Lower Soul Nest.
Within the Lower Soul Nest, the originally motionless three-foot-six Green Blood Sword spirit now shimmered with waves of profound patterns, like ripples rising across a turquoise sea, layers of waves forming into markings.
Along the spine of the sword, nine turquoise-gold talismans lit up one after another, radiating boundless brilliance and illuminating the entire Soul Nest as bright as day.
And that originally blood-colored sword energy, under the empowerment of those talismans, transformed into countless turquoise waves, surging and rolling with majestic force.
Shen Tianjun sat upright in the middle of the sword-energy storm, his figure flickering in and out of sight amid the turquoise waves.
The sword energy was like a dragon, carving deep tidal patterns across the shield. Like river tides surging layer upon layer, they struck the shield again and again, actually condensing in midair into a spiral vortex.
Within the vortex, sword energy raged freely, shaking the twelve Eternal Flame Lamps until their