"Shen Jingxiao! You're no spring chicken anymore, yet you're still pulling this playing-dead stunt! Damn it, so your Blood-Congealing Divine Sword isn't your strongest move after all. It's this eye-rolling act of playing dead, huh?!" Huangyang Emperor was scared out of his wits and couldn't help cursing as well. He thought Shen Jingxiao had failed to block me, so the center of death had tilted toward him again!
Shen Jingxiao really had been playing dead just now. After all, he had even fooled me. Sword Qi had pierced every part of his body, yet it still hadn't managed to kill him. He was practically no different from a skeleton frame! Shen Jingxiao had no intention of arguing, however. He fled toward the outskirts because he already knew I was watching him.
I had no time to pursue him. Maintaining energy just above the tribulation limit while firmly suppressing all those old monsters was already difficult enough. Occasionally using a powerful spell was as dangerous as being struck by lightning, causing my vital energy to drain away in great amounts. For now, I could only pick off the tribulation-stage cultivators along my path, at least tilting the entire battle line toward my side!
The next instant, I appeared before Huangyang Emperor Jizhou. My hand rose and my sword fell. The Limitless Sword Threads seemed to be pulled along like threads, immediately stretching over from where I had stood just now. Following the attack trajectory of the cataclysm, they revealed a magnificent arc of attack, as though weaving a brocade of dazzling splendor!
Whoosh! Whoosh-whoosh!
Layer upon layer of sword threads shot toward Huangyang Emperor. The Demon Race immediately let out a roar, and countless threads likewise appeared across his body, resembling a divine scale-armor technique. The power within him surged at