"Thank you, Senior!" I hurriedly expressed my gratitude, but inwardly cursed that House Fang's head was unreliable. Someone had actually managed to sneak up beside me. House Fang's head, meanwhile, had broken out in a cold sweat and quickly said, "City Lord, this old man had been watching the left the whole time. After all, Sword God was helping on the right, so I didn't dare overstep my bounds."
I chuckled. "Why blame yourself, House Fang's head? But this is a crucial moment, so we absolutely cannot relax for even an instant! Once I summon the demon dragon's phantom form from the cauldron, we can retreat from here and look for a chance to get out! We mustn't let all our efforts go to waste!"
House Fang's head felt deeply ashamed and could only say, "Rest assured, City Lord. This old man will certainly fulfill his mission!"
I looked toward Xijun. With Qiniang's group of illusory spirits helping her, Xijun could occasionally even land attacks on Little Li Heavenly Sword. Still, there was no denying that Little Li Heavenly Sword, after devouring several books, was terrifyingly powerful. No wonder Old Li Heavenly Sword had once roamed Heavenly Sword Mountain unchecked and never even taken Senior Li Sword God seriously!
As for Old Li Heavenly Sword, after avoiding Li Guxian's attack, he no longer dared boast that devouring only one minor sword technique would be enough to suppress himself. Without the slightest hesitation, he swallowed the major sword technique as well!
I secretly cursed. As expected of two Li Heavenly Swords from the same ancestor—their fighting styles were exactly alike!
The major sword technique still needed time to ferment, so I immediately said, "Li Sword God, while he hasn't finished fusing yet, we can't give him another chance to devour books!"