Everyone stared in horror at the curved blade, its strange shape tinged with an inexplicable beauty. With a single slash, it stirred the very essence of the entire Sea of Toxic Miasma.
Everyone present drew a sharp breath. They had assumed that even if the Myriad Poisons True Lord made a move, his third strike would not be much different from the first two. But when that third strike descended, they all realized just how wildly mistaken they had been.
Under this strike, unless one deliberately sensed it with their divine sense, the beautiful blade-light seemed to have nothing to do with them. It was simply a lovely sight, nothing more.
But when everyone's gaze settled on the blade's slender length, they felt as though it were about to swallow them whole, body and soul alike.
Lu Xiaotian's expression shifted as he faced the strike. At his current level, he could not block it with just one or two divine abilities.
Yet here he was, in the Sea of Toxic Miasma—the Myriad Poisons True Lord's domain. There was nowhere for Lu Xiaotian to flee.
Standing as immovable as a mountain, Lu Xiaotian continued striking out with his palm. The palm seals converged with the purple-gold radiance, forming a colossal cauldron in the blink of an eye. Its appearance alone made it look much like the inheritance pill furnace from earlier.
Lu Xiaotian no longer dared to use his own flesh to block the Myriad Poisons True Lord's strike. One careless moment, and he would be cut in two.
He released his protective Buddhist light and combined it with the fortune and ancient Buddha's source power streaming from the inheritance pill furnace, forming a gigantic cauldron. In effect, he had expanded his defensive perimeter. Even if it failed to hold, he