Old Man Xuan Tian's sinister gaze locked fiercely onto Nasi Xiu in the sky.
Although the divine sword's strike had left Old Man Xuan Tian in an utterly bedraggled state, he had seized the chance to clamp down hard on Nasi Xiu's divine sword edge.
The black wooden sword, already marked by obvious cracks, now shot toward Nasi Xiu's face like a jet-black bolt of lightning.
Just as it was about to touch Nasi Xiu's face, having vaguely locked onto his Primordial Spirit and true soul—
Nasi Xiu instantly split into three!
Of the three Nasi Xius, one was a dashing sword immortal, one a powerfully built knight, and one an uncouth magician.
Of the three, the sword immortal clone was undoubtedly the strongest.
Next came the Overlord-level Knight.
Last was the magician, who could barely be said to possess the aura of a True Spirit.
The jet-black wooden sword had originally been aimed at Nasi Xiu's brow, but after he split into three, it seemed unable to find its exact target. It swayed slightly twice before finally stabbing toward the sword immortal.
That was where Nasi Xiu's aura was strongest, and logically, where the greatest amount of Primordial Spirit was contained.
Yet, facing this black wooden sword, the knight clone was the first to step forward.
The magician clone, meanwhile, was the first to launch an attack.
"That was close. Good thing I learned One Qi Transforms into Three Purities from Aunt when I was little!"
"Though I'm not very skilled at it, it'll barely do." The three Nasi Xius muttered as a roaring fire dragon spell flew toward the wooden sword, while another Mystic Fire Shield enveloped them.
Nasi Xiu had made it through the Star Realm until today by relying on his vast array of trump cards.