Thousand Tribulations Punishment Lord knew very well that even if he wanted to leave now, Lu Xiaotian might not let him go. Since that was the case, he might as well fight with everything he had. Victory would leave infinite possibilities; defeat would mean the end of everything.
The Heavenly Tribulation Soul-Sundering Saber returned to his hand, giving Thousand Tribulations Punishment Lord a little more confidence as he pushed the profound meanings of the laws he had cultivated to the utmost.
When an Immortal Lord was forced into a desperate situation, the potential he unleashed was terrifying indeed.
Under the interference of the power of the interface, it should have been exceedingly difficult for Thousand Tribulations Punishment Lord, with his cultivation, to attack Lu Xiaotian.
However, the Thousand Tribulations Gate displayed its might to the fullest in his hands. It actually avoided part of the impact from the power of the interface, easing his pressure considerably.
Lu Xiaotian had already freed his hands and was about to counterattack when a sharp pain twisted through his body like a knife. His face went deathly pale, and saber intent suddenly burst from him, piercing outward from within and causing his mighty aura to collapse.
"Hahaha! My Heavenly Tribulation Soul-Sundering Saber doesn't feel good, does it? You actually grew arrogant enough to take it head-on with your body. No matter how formidable your protective divine ability is, you'll still die here today." Delighted by the sight, Thousand Tribulations Punishment Lord continued intensifying his assault.
Lu Xiaotian's heart sank to the bottom. He had no choice but to keep drawing on his strength to suppress the abnormality within his body.
Besides being struck repeatedly by the power of the interface, most of the saber strike he had taken earlier had been borne by the