At the instant inspiration struck, the destructive pressure outside reached its peak. The far more terrifying will from the central rift finally descended. The gray-white line of sword light unleashed by the Fifth-Turn Heavenly Slave Sword Cultivator carried the force of a Law that denied existence and erased anomalies. It ignored the chaotic storm of energy and struck with unerring precision toward the point in Fang Chen's Dao Foundation where Light and Darkness clashed most fiercely.
A mortal threat—and his final chance.
A fierce glint flashed in Fang Chen's eyes. He made a mad decision.
He did not try to block the strike head-on with his sixfold Fusion Power, nor did he hastily draw on the unstable Darkness energy.
Instead, he deliberately withdrew the defenses of his Fusion Sword Domain and sixfold Fusion Power, plunged his mind deep into his Dao Foundation, and drove the Floating Immortal Sword with all his might.
This time, the Floating Immortal Sword's Devouring Power was directed not outward, but inward.
Like the most precise fuse and bridge, it forcibly drew together the gray-white Sword Intent invading his body and the untamed Darkness energy raging within him. In the furnace of his Dao Foundation, he made them collide as directly and violently as possible with his stabilized sixfold Fusion Power.
"Urgh! Aah!"
Indescribable pain swept through him. Fang Chen's body convulsed violently, and fine cracks spread across his skin in an instant, as though he were a porcelain vessel about to shatter. His aura plummeted.
"Fang Chen!"
Ye Qingci and the others felt their hearts tear apart.
But just as his aura sank to its lowest point, when his Dao Foundation seemed ready to collapse at any moment—
"Hum! Hum! Hum!"
The Floating Immortal Sword erupted in an unprecedented, deep rumble.
It mixed the vast