The attacks of both sides were astonishingly swift, colliding in an instant. The foot-long flying swords contained tremendous power; each one was comparable to a full-strength strike from an early Integration-stage cultivator.
When such mighty flying swords collided with the arrows shooting from the pitch-black liquid, they were unexpectedly wrapped up completely without making a sound.
A sharp sizzling noise suddenly rang out as the two sides came into contact.
Qin Fengming felt that the radiance condensed on each flying sword he controlled was rapidly shrinking beneath the wrapping of the black liquid. It looked as though the swords were about to be devoured and dissolved by it.
"Not good. That black liquid is the venom of a Black Scorpion Worm. It possesses extremely powerful corrosive properties against magic treasures." Xu Qinglin's voice abruptly rang out inside the Myriad Sword Pagoda, urging them on.
Everyone present was exceptionally knowledgeable. In an instant, they had identified the origin of the black liquid.
Although they now knew where the black liquid came from, the swarm swords still could not break free of the venom enveloping them.
The flying swords hovered in the air, yet none of them continued driving the swords to attack. Instead, they poured in magic power with all their might while desperately urging the flying swords on, hoping to fling off the black liquid clinging to them.
What made Qin Fengming and the other three shudder inwardly was that the seemingly thin black liquid appeared to be stuck fast to the flying swords. No matter what method they used, they simply could not shake it off.
In an instant, the several thousand swarm swords that had just been surging with imposing might and displaying tremendous power became like headless flies, darting about aimlessly through the vast air. Even when