As the Binding Immortal Cloak drew closer and closer to me, the farther Zhou Xianming could reach, the more dangerous it became for me. Once it came within ten-odd meters, there would be no point in dodging anymore. I might as well stretch out my neck and wait for death. Besides, an Earth Immortal's techniques were not something I could easily withstand!
Purple-clothed's little rope was a physical attack, not pure energy, so even as it danced rapidly through the air, I could still track her movements. Zhou Xianming's techniques, however, were far more mysterious. Blue-gold rays shot about wildly, and even Purple-clothed could not dodge every one. Several times, they brushed past her, slicing open parts of her sleeves.
But the little rope was formidable too. After winding around seven or eight times, Zhou Xianming's weapon had no choice but to come into contact with it. Yet every contact resulted in some of its power being absorbed. After several such exchanges, the flames of energy around Zhou Xianming's body had grown somewhat faint.
On my side, Xijun and Wang Yan were joining forces against one of the four Xuantian Generals at the half-immortal level. The Devouring Heaven Ghost Emperor was dealing with two, while the Funeral Ghost and the Red Silk Empress were handling another. In just this short while, one of the ghosts had already been injured. The situation was growing increasingly perilous. If I did not summon the Blood Prison Sword Emperor soon, everyone would probably be unable to hold on.
"Unity of Heaven! Blood Prison Sword Emperor!" I threw out a black talisman. In the black space ahead, the Sword Emperor's figure gradually solidified, while all three ghosts erupted with dazzling red light, as if chains connected them!
"Blood Garments!" I empowered them with Blood Garments.