"So Nameless really has a chance of stopping Zhen Shuo, the Blazing Immortal Saber?" Xiao Yu's spirits lifted at once. The Lotus Avatar's strength had improved far faster than she'd ever expected, yet she had never imagined that one day he could reach such heights. When she'd recruited him, she'd only thought he was fairly strong, probably still no match for her. After all, the two of them had never fought.
But now, it seemed her opinions changed far more slowly than the Lotus Avatar's strength grew.
Zhen Shuo's first blade had been blocked so easily by the Lotus Avatar that he still couldn't believe it. The faint, flame-like shadow traced an arc through the air, then slashed in from the Lotus Avatar's flank once more.
The blade pointed straight at the Lotus Avatar's temple. Xiao Yu, Cheng Santong, and the others' eyelids twitched. Zhen Shuo was showing no restraint—he was going for the kill. The slightest misstep could mean death or crippling injury. Even for a True Immortal, the head and dantian remained vital points. Once an attack struck, it wasn't so easy to pull back.
The Lotus Avatar raised both hands, and five flying swords spun out around him. The Five True Thunder Arrows flashed with lightning, five streaks of thunder intertwining as they shot toward the flame-shadow slashing in from the flank.
With a hum, a screen of sword-light and thunder appeared, blocking the flame-shadow.
Hiss. The flame-shadow sliced into the screen of sword-light and thunder, revealing half the blade within it. Based on Zhen Shuo's experience fighting other True Immortal foes, anyone who hadn't reached his level of cultivation shouldn't have been able to stop his flying knives. His intent was everywhere. But soon, Zhen Shuo's expression changed again. The trace of intent that had been