After a round of combat, Fang Chen's aura had grown stronger rather than weaker. The twelve Law Spirits sensed that something was wrong.
Though they lacked intelligence, their battle instincts told them the sword in this human's hand was deeply strange.
Ordinary energy attacks could not hurt him. Instead, they became nourishment for him.
The Law Spirits changed tactics. Rather than unleash wide-ranging Law attacks, they concentrated their power into physical forms and closed in for hand-to-hand combat.
The Space Law Spirit clenched both hands, forming a blade of space in each;
The Time Law Spirit summoned a whip of time into its hand;
The Fusion Law Spirit transformed into a golden giant with three heads and six arms.
The other Law Spirits employed their own methods. Flames condensed into a saber, water into a spear, thunder into a hammer, earth into armor...
The twelve Law Spirits came at Fang Chen from every direction.
This time, they gave him no chance to absorb their energy. All their Law power remained contained within their weapons or bodies, bursting forth only on contact.
A cold smile touched Fang Chen's lips. "Close combat? I've never been afraid of that!"
He met them with sword in hand.
The Flame Law Spirit charged first, swinging its long flaming saber at Fang Chen's neck.
Where the blade passed, seawater evaporated, leaving a trail of vacuum behind it.
Fang Chen twisted aside and swept up the Floating Immortal Sword, its edge grazing the flaming saber.
Hiss!
At the instant of contact, the sword still absorbed some of the saber's energy, dimming its blade.
The effect was less obvious than absorbing an energy attack directly, but it was weakening his foe.
The Flame Law Spirit hurriedly changed moves, but Fang Chen's sword was faster.
The Floating Immortal Sword