Amid Li Huoyun's anguished howls, those arms that seemed enormous to me reached straight toward me, while his other hand clutched the Ruiyu Sword tightly. Qiao Qingyu had given me this sword, but in the other man's grasp, it could not help trembling.
I sighed inwardly. This immortal sword was ultimately a little lacking in quality. Since I had already used the Origin Return Method on Li Huoyun, there was no need to hide anything anymore. I released the sword and dodged the hand reaching for me, then a treasured sword of the Ninth Firmament level fell from my storage bag into my hand.
Li Huoyun was utterly despairing this time. His magical power had inexplicably rewound to its core, and just as he had finally recovered, I had produced a sword that even he might not be able to withstand. It felt like riding a roller coaster: after shooting upward, it had left the tracks and plunged straight toward the ground!
But he was, after all, an immortal of the Earth Mystic Realm. After pulling the immortal sword from his chest, he immediately tried to turn it around and stab me, not even bothering to stop the bleeding.
The sword was sitting in your body just fine, so there was nothing I could do with the Spirit Absorption Method. Now that you've pulled it out, you can't blame me for being ruthless!
With one extension and retraction of my hand, the blood gushed from Li Huoyun's wound like a waterfall and was sucked away. There was only a bang before most of his blood vanished in an instant. His face, which had been flushed with rage, turned yellow and white in the blink of an eye—a sign of severe blood loss!
"How vicious!" Li Huoyun roared. He no longer