(PS: I deleted and rewrote this several times before finding the right feel. My deepest apologies for the delayed update.)
Upon suddenly hearing the Spirit of the Divine Wood speak to him, Wang Jixuan was still somewhat dazed.
For one thing, the form of address "Sword Person" did not seem like something Xiao Sang would say.
For another...
She wanted him to take a sword strike from the Nine Spirits Sword Venerable? Wasn't that thinking far too highly of him? Let alone the fact that he was still some distance from the Golden Immortal Realm, even if he entered it and possessed cultivation like Elder Hou's, it would still be difficult for him to withstand a single strike from the Nine Spirits Sword Venerable.
When it came to fighting the Sword God Palace over resources, Wang Jixuan felt Xiao Sang simply thought he had too few enemies and too much Health Bar left!
How was that even possible...
Wang Jixuan's Strange Soul Puppet was already grievously wounded. It could not even utter half a word, much less move a finger.
He had already burned through all the potential and magical power of this Immortal Body, and the Dragon Python Strange Soul was on the verge of dissipating.
His several objectives could be considered largely achieved.
And now, he began to feel a force nourishing his Dao body.
This force was gentle yet powerful.
His Immortal Body, like a dried-up riverbed, began to regain vitality, like a withered tree sprouting anew.
Beyond the green light, Elder Hou, who looked utterly bedraggled, sensed that something was wrong. He raised a hand and grabbed fiercely forward, shattering space into fragments!
Clang—
A crisp sword cry rang out from above.
A layer of glass-like crystal appeared around Wang Jixuan. Not only did it