Clang, clang! Several streams of Sword Qi struck the demonic coffin, only to rebound. The Demon Venerable Luqing felt a chill of fear. Fortunately, he had reacted quickly enough; otherwise, that blow would have wounded him.
The Nameless Sword Immortal of legend was indeed cunning. He had been inside the swordlight formation for some time, yet instead of going after the treasures, he had stayed here, waiting to ambush them.
With the Demon Venerable Luqing holding the line up front, the Golden-Armed Mantis Demon King and the Nine-Bend Centipede Demon King also darted inside one after the other.
The Lotus Avatar couldn't help thinking what a pity. The three were fairly evenly matched, though the Golden-Armed Mantis Demon King posed a greater threat. Even so, he was probably only a little stronger than the other two.
If he could have taken one of them out of the fight just now, his situation would undoubtedly have improved. With three Golden Immortal-level demons joining forces, he couldn't possibly handle them alone.
The Lotus Avatar hadn't deliberately stayed here, waiting for a chance to ambush the others as they entered the formation. He remained because the second restriction inside the swordlight formation had stopped him. It took time to infuse it with sword intent and verify that he was an heir to the Seven Swords.
The previous masters of the Seven Swords had made the defenses of the Seven Marshes Immortal Treasury exceptionally tight. Pouring in a little sword intent from the Seven Swords was nowhere near enough; it had to be fed in continuously.
Just as the Demon Venerable Luqing and the other two entered one after another, a flying sword phantom suddenly appeared in the hollow, pitch-black void before them, where an immense force of resistance hung in the air.
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