Chen Sanshi neither dodged nor evaded. Instead, he charged straight into the rain of swords filling the sky. His spear spun like a roaring divine dragon, Tai'a circling his body in broad, sweeping arcs. Wherever he passed, the sword rain automatically split apart, like bamboo cleaved down the middle.
Situ Ting's expression grew increasingly grim.
This man's martial arts were not merely bizarre. Though he was clearly only at Early Spirit Transformation, his mana was not the slightest bit weaker than Situ Ting's. He simply could not suppress him. Seeing Chen Sanshi draw nearer and nearer, he hardened his heart and directly activated his essence blood.
A crimson mark appeared in the center of his brow, as though a third eye had opened. Strands of essence blood flowed from it, transforming into threads of bloody rain that scattered among the flying swords filling the heavens.
He needed time.
The divine lightning wrapped around the flying swords changed from azure to dark red, its overwhelming malevolent energy soaring as its power multiplied.
Yet even so, it merely stopped Chen Sanshi's advance. It failed to drive him back.
Situ Ting's eyes nearly split apart. He slammed his hands together and formed a seal.
Above the heavens, the densely packed flying swords no longer pressed forward. Instead, they wheeled and twisted, interweaving and merging. Thousands upon thousands of flying swords fused into a colossal sword ten thousand zhang long, drawing down all the lightning from above the nine heavens and absorbing it within. Then, carrying world-destroying might, it slashed forward with ferocious force.
Heavenly Manifestation of Earth!
Chen Sanshi's figure abruptly swelled, and the Dragon Gallant Bright Silver Spear grew with him, becoming as massive as a heavenly pillar. Roaring flames spread outward from him, burning everything within sight on the ground to