The Blood Robe Cultivator's divine abilities and methods had mostly been bound up in those blood insects, and after Lu Xuan spent heavily, bombarding them from every angle with more than twenty Third Grade treasures, they were reduced to nothingness.
His mind went blank for an instant.
Seeing the deep-black sword radiance about to fly right up to him, a Cyan-Gray Humanoid Puppet abruptly flashed out and blocked in front of the Blood Robe Cultivator.
"Wake up already. Do you want to just obediently wait for death?"
A cold voice transmission rang out in the Blood Robe Cultivator's sea of consciousness.
The cultivator instantly snapped awake. A dark-black Prayer Flag flew out, yin wind gusting in waves, and countless Grievance Souls surged from within it.
Seeing this, Lu Xuan willed it, and the deep-black sword radiance changed along with his thought.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into countless deep-black Owl Birds, soaring at extreme speed through the wild wind, lightning flashing over their wings.
The moment the Grievance Souls touched them, they seemed like bubbles, shattering with a bang.
Dozens upon hundreds of strands of Thousand Owl Sword Qi attacked the Blood Robe Cultivator from every direction.
The Rank 4 Wind Lightning Sword, strengthened again and again, together with the Rank 4 "Thousand Owl Sword Art" produced by the Heaven Sword Sect, famed throughout the Cultivation World for its sword arts—the two combined to cut the badly weakened Blood Robe Cultivator into piece after piece.
A streak of green light fled from within his body in panic, flying toward the short cultivator with lightning speed.
Lu Xuan's expression remained calm. The Soul Guiding Lamp floated before him, and beneath the lamp base, countless tentacle-like dark-red tassels swayed to their hearts' content.
The Blood Robe Cultivator's last remaining