Soul Refining True Fire!
The flames erupting from within Chen Sanshi changed from the dark crimson hue of hell into something as dazzling and brilliant as the blazing sun.
Blazing Sun, impossible to look upon directly!
Young Master Suili, wielding his demonic blade, felt as though he were facing an ancient Golden Crow. His eyes stung, his soul trembled, and even his body convulsed and twitched. Flaws appeared in his savage blade techniques, which his opponent seized with precision.
Clang!
The Dragon Abyss Sword swept across.
Only at the very last moment did Young Master Suili regain his senses. He raised his demonic blade and barely blocked the sword edge, staggering several steps backward.
When he looked up again, Tianwu seemed to stand at the zenith of the sun, and the tearing agony in his soul struck once more.
Damn it!
This bizarre true-force flame could burn divine sense!
Young Master Suili was a pure body cultivator and had rarely tempered his divine sense. It was merely at the average level for his realm.
Yet Tianwu's divine sense surpassed his own cultivation realm. Even among Late Golden Core cultivators, it was unquestionably outstanding!
Young Master Suili simply could not resist it.
Once his soul was wounded, no matter how great his abilities were, he could not bring them to bear. His formation of moves immediately fell into disarray!
Obsidian Demonic Armor!
Unable to hold out much longer, he hastily summoned a magic treasure. A suit of armor as black as ink adhered to the surface of his body.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Every time Chen Sanshi's spear or other magic treasures came crashing down, they produced a thunderous boom. Young Master Suili was sent flying backward hundreds of yards each time. After four or five successive blows, the Obsidian Demonic Armor