Wu Sheng had trapped the Little Divine King, leaving him temporarily unable to act. That meant one less monstrous-genius-level late-stage Supreme opponent.
The remaining situation became five against two.
Both sides had lost one late-stage combatant, but for the Life Royal Court, this gave them a chance to catch their breath.
With a Sword of the Mind, Jian Xinhen coordinated with Yue Yin, and the two of them temporarily held back the five late-stage Supreme opponents.
Yue Yin focused on defense. She unleashed a divine ability, and layer upon layer of moonlit ripples spread outward. Like a celestial maiden dancing gracefully, they dissolved the attacks coming from all around.
Jian Xinhen focused on offense. Each time he swung the Sword of the Mind, whoever faced its blade felt inner demons sprouting wildly and lustful flames scorching their body.
Even Little Lich could not help but feel a trace of fear when facing Jian Xinhen's sword techniques, as though he could not resist and had to evade!
This was the profundity of the Sword of the Mind. Even late-stage Supremes of the same monstrous-genius level found it difficult to keep their minds from being affected to a certain extent.
And that was even with Little Lich using a sacred artifact to resist it!
Invisible Sword Qi and tangible sword light slashed out one after another, forcing Little Lich and the other five back.
At this moment, Jian Xinhen was exceptionally calm and paid no heed whatsoever to the injuries on his body.
Of course, the main reason they had endured for so long was that Little Lich had not gotten serious. His attacks were quite casual, with only the occasional strike of the Death-Urging Demonic Palm.
Little Lich was exceedingly rational. Seeing the madness and icy coldness in Jian Xinhen's eyes,