Bai Ze's short, stocky body collapsed weakly to the ground, torrents of blood gushing from his wounds.
With a lift of his hand, Lu Xiaotian recalled the transparent flying sword. It had first been forged from the extremely rare Empty Nether Sword Stone, then continuously nurtured within his dantian. Later, it had been reforged with the Netherbone Sword Orchid until it formed a sword embryo, making it usable in actual combat. He simply had not expected its power to be so great. He had originally thought that dealing with this exceedingly crafty brother and sister would require quite a few more tricks.
He had not expected that after summoning the small sword within his body, he would resolve the battle so quickly. Its might was in no way inferior to that of the Demon-Suppressing Tower. In particular, when he unleashed the Illusory Rain Swordfall technique, its combat power was formidable. However, Lu Xiaotian soon gave a bitter smile.
Although this technique's power was overwhelming, a single strike had nearly drained one-third of his magic power. It seemed he could not use it often in the future. Otherwise, after using it three times, his magic power would be completely exhausted, and even the pills he carried to replenish his magic power would not be enough to restore it.
The nimble transparent swordlet slipped into his sleeve. Lu Xiaotian reached out and grabbed repeatedly at the empty air, drawing over the storage bags of the Bai Ze siblings.
Sun Youcai had nearly forgotten the snake venom in his own body. Seeing that either of these siblings was stronger than himself—especially the stocky man, who was a Golden Core Late Stage cultivator—he was utterly shaken. Even joining forces, they had been easily killed by Lu Xiaotian. Not defeated, but thoroughly killed, their Primordial