"Old fool, you still dared to let yourself be distracted while fighting me? Are you afraid of dying too slowly?"
Whoosh!
Taking advantage of Jiang He transmitting a message, Xu Wu lightly swept the Black Greatsword across his body, as though it had left nothing behind.
Yet Jiang He immediately sensed that the Law Power within his body was rapidly draining away.
Moreover, even if he burned his own Law Power to unleash a full-force strike, it would not have been consumed this quickly.
"Not good!"
Jiang He immediately split off a thread of consciousness, trying to find the cause of the anomaly within his body.
At the same time, with a thought, the Law Power in his hand rapidly condensed as he tried to form another weapon to fight Xu Wu.
After all, without a weapon in hand, fighting the person before him was truly far too difficult.
"Old Ancestor! Catch!"
At that moment, a dazzling streak of black light shot out from the Jiang Clan Lands and rapidly flew toward him.
Clang!
Jiang He caught the black light in his hand, and a resonant, harmonizing chime immediately echoed through the void.
The Law Power that had been continuously leaking from Jiang He's body immediately stopped.
Rumble!
At that moment, the defensive formation of the Jiang Clan Lands, which had been resisting the attacks of the scattered Law Power, was immediately shattered.
It turned out that the weapon the Jiang Clan had given Jiang He was none other than the formation core of the Jiang Clan Lands' defensive grand formation—the divine artifact, the Soul-Seizing Bell.
Clearly, the Jiang Clan members also knew that there was little meaning in continuing to hold the defensive grand formation.
Judging by the attacks the formation was enduring, it likely would not hold out