The blood-colored silk threads were about to pierce through the Green Luan Bird's body when a flash of green light appeared and it abruptly vanished. The blood-colored silk threads struck nothing but empty air.
The next moment, the Green Luan Bird appeared behind the middle-aged man. It beat its wings fiercely, whipping up a gale as countless Green Wind Blades formed a torrent and surged straight toward him.
The densely packed Green Wind Blades struck the middle-aged man, ringing out with dull, metallic clangs. Yet they did not inflict any real damage. His skin was covered in wounds, but a flash of blood-colored light later, they had healed. His body repaired itself astonishingly fast.
If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, Shi Yue would never have believed that there was anyone in this world who couldn't be killed.
What did he know? The Corpse Refining before him had been the renowned Blood Ancestor in life. Tens of thousands of years ago, he had stormed across the cultivation world, leaving a trail of blood and slaughter in his wake. Countless senior cultivators had joined forces to hunt him down, yet they couldn't kill him. Otherwise, the ancient cultivators wouldn't have sealed him away, planning to let time slowly wear him down.
A White Lotus Lamp flew out. After blurring, it unleashed a vast wave of frigid air imbued with Extreme Cold Qi, which surged forth and struck the middle-aged man.
Ice rapidly encased the middle-aged man's body, turning him into a gigantic ice sculpture.
A flash of green light appeared, and Shi Yue returned to human form. His aura was weak, and his face pale. He flicked his sleeve, sending a vast swarm of red flying swords into the air. He formed a sword seal, and the swords merged