The frozen soap bubbles were crystal-clear, dazzlingly beautiful.
But Qing Jia's expression was far uglier. Standing inside the defensive barrier, he stared at Qing Yao in disbelief. "You actually attacked?"
"You really blocked my path!" Qing Yao snorted disdainfully. "Why are you pretending to be innocent?"
"This is the Human Race's last line of defense in the Ghost Shaman World!" Qing Jia flared up as well. "You're committing a crime! You'll become the enemy of all cultivators!"
"What the hell does that have to do with me?" Once Qing Yao lost her temper, she cared about nothing. "You want to dump your responsibility on me?"
"Pretty tough shell." True Venerable Jing Nian raised a hand and pointed at his brow. A seven-colored little sword, one foot long, floated out from between his eyebrows.
The little sword looked incomparably resplendent, yet carried an eerie, seductive aura. "Take a sword from me!"
"Rainbow Heart Sword!" Qing Jia recognized it for what it was. He shouted desperately, "Have you gone mad? What have the other cultivators done to deserve this?"
The Rainbow Heart Sword was a weapon made for breaking formations, especially large defensive formations such as mountain-protecting grand arrays.
Not only was it incomparably sharp, it could also create illusions and sever the spiritual senses of those guarding a formation.
Everyone knew that smaller formations could operate once activated, but grand formations were different. Each formation node had its own guardian.
The larger and more complex the formation, the more guardians it required. They could handle all manner of accidents, and in extreme situations, even use themselves to fill a formation node.
Thus, the Azure Lotus Sect's Rainbow Heart Sword was the nemesis of formations and was especially disliked by Formation Dao cultivators.
"I think you're the one who's mad," Jing Nian