All manner of magical treasures burst into brilliant radiance. Blazing light shimmered, halos flowed and shifted, and five-colored light flickered between life and death. A milky white sarira was embedded in his brow, gleaming with a lustrous sheen. Layer upon layer of radiance rippled outward, illuminating the two golden lotuses on his earlobes until they sparkled brilliantly. His eyelids drooped, his lips were tightly pressed together, and an air of solemnity surged toward them.
All six arms swung at once, sending weapons tearing through the air straight toward Kong Xuan. Before their edges even arrived, the roars of dragons and tigers already shook the Nine Heavens. Thunder surged, carrying with it the momentum of a giant elephant trampling the earth.
At that moment, Ancestor Minghe, who had been lurking in the depths of the Blood Sea, suddenly struck. Yuantu and Abi shot forth together, their Sword Lights twisting like pythons. With a thunderous explosion, the void collapsed inch by inch and was crushed into flying ash.
The two swords darted like lightning, their momentum fierce as wolves and tigers. Wherever they passed, ghosts wailed across the land, asuras danced madly, and blood waves soared into the heavens. Corpses bobbed amid the churning spray, while the thick stench of death filled heaven and earth.
In an instant, four quasi-Saints joined forces to besiege Kong Xuan.
Kong Xuan sensed four Killing Intents powerful enough to shatter stars and split the cosmos. The surprise vanished from his face, replaced by an expression as solemn as iron. He lightly tapped the Twelve-grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus with his fingertip. In an instant, Red Mist surged, a strange fragrance spread, crimson flames billowed, and radiance burst forth.
He stamped down with the tip of his foot. The earth rumbled, and a vast river of time