His hands formed seals, one after another, and he shouted, "Nebula Sword Formation, go!" In an instant, a beautiful nebula formed within the gray, hazy secret realm.
That nebula was composed of countless tiny points of light, radiating a dreamlike glow—beautiful, yet unreal.
Yet though this cloud of mist looked beautiful, the danger hidden within it was equally immense.
Every point of light was a strand of Sword Qi, incomparably sharp and capable of cutting through anything.
The nebula enveloped the entire formation. Countless strands of Sword Qi shot out from it, pouring down like a torrential rain as they flew toward Li Bufan.
Li Bufan felt countless sharp blades within the nebula slicing across his body. Even with the fleshly body of the Acupoint Realm, blood still sprayed everywhere, exposing bone and flesh.
Those strands of Sword Qi were incomparably sharp, cutting his skin, tearing his muscles, and leaving deep wounds all over his body.
His clothes were shredded, blood soaking through his robes. He looked as though he had been fished out of a pool of blood.
But he had no choice. The Body Protection Golden Light was entirely occupied with shielding those unconscious disciples; he had no spare energy to protect himself.
Meanwhile, the Seven Killings Blade was still drawing upon his True Qi, as though it could never be fed enough.
He could only grit his teeth and endure, using his physical body to withstand the Sword Qi head-on.
With a movement of Li Bufan's Spiritual Sense, Hundred Rivers Return to Sea, Ten Thousand Year Ice Coffin, emerge!
His hands formed seals as True Qi surged forth. An ice coffin roughly ten feet long instantly took shape and wrapped around him.
The ice coffin was crystal-clear throughout, its chilling aura pressing against the air as it