Yu Xuan the Heaven Emperor joined his fingers into a sword gesture. Facing such a frenzied assault, he merely swept out a casual stroke. Swordlight instantly spanned the void, knocking back all five Heavenly Wind Battle Puppets.
The Puppet Emperor's domineering air remained undiminished, but his expression had grown far more solemn.
This time, before the Puppet Emperor could urge him on, Lu Xiaotian gritted his teeth and stepped into the battle formation formed by the five Heavenly Wind Battle Puppets. He sent out streams of swordlight, his swords darting like swimming dragons as he did his best to entangle them with the swordlight slashed out by Yu Xuan the Heaven Emperor.
With Lu Xiaotian's eyesight and experience with battle formations, he naturally knew that he could hardly injure Yu Xuan the Heaven Emperor on his own. The crucial attacks still had to come from the Puppet Emperor.
He had to create enough openings for the Puppet Emperor. Even if getting so close to Yu Xuan the Heaven Emperor meant facing boundless danger, the Heaven Emperor was simply too powerful compared to the two of them. To want to injure him without taking any risks was no different from a fool's dream.
Once Lu Xiaotian drew within a certain distance of Yu Xuan the Heaven Emperor, the pressure on him surged. Every sweep of the other's sword fingers and every palm-shadow required him to use all his strength to fend off. Lu Xiaotian pushed Dragon Roams the Void, Dragon Soul Awakening, and his other divine abilities to their limits.
In this perilous situation, where he could be gravely wounded at any moment, Lu Xiaotian's potential was continually drawn out. The blood laws also kept erupting under the pressure, and a faint mist of blood-blue astral energy swirled around his body.