Facing Tang San's somewhat furious roar, born of his failed plan and shattered understanding,
Lu Jun merely shook his head lightly, a teasing curve touching his lips, as though he were watching an unruly child throw a tantrum.
He chuckled, the sound especially clear across the silent battlefield.
"Tang San, don't you love sealing things and covet my sword? Since you like it so much..."
He paused slightly, and his gaze abruptly sharpened like an icy blade.
"Then take it, if you can still hold it steady."
His thoughts flashed like lightning as he connected with the Ice Abyss Sword through their intrinsic bond.
In the distance, the golden cocoon of sealing light wrapped around the Ice Abyss Sword, which Tang San was attempting to forcibly refine. The mysterious runes flowing across its surface suddenly froze.
Then, fine cracks like a spiderweb, gleaming with an ultimate icy-blue radiance, spread across the incomparably sturdy golden cocoon without warning.
"Crack... crack-crack..."
The crisp shattering sounds were faint, yet they struck Tang San's heart like heavy hammers.
He could clearly feel that the seal he had laid using the authority of the God Realm Core combined with Tang Sect secret arts was being forcefully battered apart from within by an even more domineering power.
This was not brute destruction, but erosion by laws on a higher level, as though the very existence of the Ice Abyss Sword surpassed the limits of what this seal could comprehend.
"What?"
Tang San's expression changed drastically. He could feel his control over the seal slipping away at a terrifying speed. The Ice Abyss Sword was like an awakened primordial ice dragon, about to break free of its restraints.
He could not delay any longer.
Before the Ice Abyss Sword broke free, he had to deal with this