Amid the shattering void, Lin Xuan charged toward the Great Swamp of Wind and Fire rolling in like tidal waves, his figure like a blazing sun streaking across the sky.
The eruptive aura of the Great Swamp of Wind and Fire crushed heaven and earth, seeming ready to shatter the cosmos. It was incomparably savage and terrifying.
"Brother..."
Bai Qian was frantic, gathering vast amounts of Spatial Power in an attempt to force back the Ancestor of the Extraterritorial.
Yet how could the Ancestor of the Extraterritorial let her have her way? The radiance in his eyes erupted, and glimmering Power of Time gave off a dazzling light, causing Bai Qian's Spatial Power to rapidly dissipate and return to its initial state.
"Son-in-law!"
Xiao Changkong was frantic. That form of address slipped from his lips without the slightest hesitation, and in that instant, no fewer than four chains of sword intent around him snapped apart.
Unfortunately, it was still not enough. He was currently in an extremely special state; before the Sword King Soul was unsealed, he could barely wield any of his own power.
Xiao Changkong's eyes had turned red, his face filled with worry.
"Heh... how laughable!"
Seeing Lin Xuan charging toward him, Mo Ruoqing's lips unconsciously curled into a disdainful smile.
In his view, what Lin Xuan was doing was simply idiotic. Knowing he was no match, yet still daring to press forward? Wasn't that courting death?
If Lin Xuan had fled, he might perhaps have had half a chance of surviving and could have lived a few breaths longer. But Lin Xuan had given that up, so what followed would be certain death with no chance of life.
Though he had sacrificed himself, Mo Ruoqing did not feel he had lost out in the slightest. At