Lu Xiaotian's divine sense stirred, and the Ruyi Battle Armor immediately surfaced over his body, forming a suit of antique-silver armor. The phoenix feathers struck the Ruyi Battle Armor with a series of tinkling clangs, creating a considerable impact. However, against Lu Xiaotian, a Tenth Tier body cultivator, they could not cause much trouble.
"Retreat!" The voice that had shouted out to offer support roared again, and an ice storm resembling a tornado swept toward Lu Xiaotian.
"You're only thinking of stopping now? Don't you think it's a little late?" Lu Xiaotian's lips curled upward. The person who had come to offer support possessed even deeper mana than the middle-aged couple before him, so he could not afford to be careless. Still, he was no pushover. Seeing that the situation was turning against them, the middle-aged couple had already begun withdrawing. With another stir of Lu Xiaotian's divine sense, the Misty Flying Sword split apart again, transforming into flying swords as sword light danced through the air. The middle-aged couple cried out in pain once more, each losing an arm at the root. Their faces went deathly pale as they frantically pointed at their severed limbs. Only by circulating their mana with all their might could they stop the sword intent from continuously spreading into their bodies through the wounds.
"What audacity!" The newcomer was enraged beyond measure. An ice storm of astonishing cold madly swept toward Lu Xiaotian. His figure blurred, and the eight Misty Flying Swords converged around him, forming a gigantic illusory sword. Man and sword became one as he charged head-on against the ice storm.
The ice storm and the enormous Misty Sword Embryo struggled to a standstill. The entire pill hall where the Golden Core Cultivators had been was directly torn apart by the two