At this moment inside his body, a Nascent Soul identical to Lu Xiaotian's physical body wore a solemn expression, eight sword embryos circling the eight directions around the Nascent Soul. After the seven Demon-Suppressing Towers shrank, they also distributed in a ring shape around the sides of the Nascent Soul.
Lu Xiaotian remained in a single-armed state, pinching incantation gestures with one hand.
The eight sword embryos, each carrying a free-and-easy aura, floated in the eight directions around the Nascent Soul, responding to each other from afar and forming an independent whole.
"Merge!" the Nascent Soul gave a low shout, and the momentum of the eight sword embryos surged greatly, streams of sword intent erupting from within Lu Xiaotian's body.
Under the control of divine sense, the eight sword embryos began to approach at an extremely slow speed. During this period, the Nascent Soul slapped its palms repeatedly toward the surroundings of its body, thick streams of magic power constantly striking upon the sword embryos. Under the dual action of divine sense and magic power, the sword embryos began to merge one by one, eight into four, four into two, two into one.
When the eight sword embryos merged together, a surge of sword intent shot straight into the firmament, a vortex appearing above the Nascent Soul's head as heavenly phenomena startled.
The powerful and ethereal sword intent was unprecedented. Even the Brahma Fiend True Fire and Biqiong Demonic Breath within his body were somewhat shaken.
Only at this moment, however, the Nascent Soul revealed a strained expression, while beads of sweat rolled down Lu Xiaotian's physical body. His face was pale, which was precisely the sign that both his magic power and divine sense had been consumed to a certain extent.
*The mind is willing, but the strength is