A pair of draconic wings made of light and shadow grew from Ning Xiaochuan's back, warding off the force of spatial tearing. He rapidly retreated, putting great distance between himself and that spatial hole.
"Still trying to run?" The Nine Ruins Sect Leader sneered.
The Purple Mirror immediately changed direction and fired another beam of light at Ning Xiaochuan.
Whoosh!
The space beside Ning Xiaochuan collapsed once more, forming another hole seven or eight meters across that emanated a powerful pulling force.
Ning Xiaochuan was forced to retreat again.
The Azure Wood Sect Leader stomped his foot against the ground. Nine golden vines as thick as water barrels burst from the earth and shot into the heavens like nine divine whips thousands of zhang long, lashing continuously toward Ning Xiaochuan.
Strands of lightning flowed over the surface of every golden vine. They were immensely resilient and powerful, and each strike could cleave a mountain in two.
A vast amount of flames poured from Ning Xiaochuan's body, forming an enormous fireball that wrapped his physical body at its center.
Swish, swish!
Fifty Figurative Divine Power Swords at the Supreme Weapon level flew from Ning Xiaochuan's body like Sword Rain, slashing simultaneously toward the Nine Ruins Sect Leader.
The Nine Ruins Sect Leader was utterly alarmed. How could he have expected Ning Xiaochuan to have refined so many Supreme Weapons into Figurative Divine Powers? He immediately stepped back half a pace and struck the back of the Purple Gold Treasure Mirror with his palm. The mirror, originally no larger than a palm, expanded to the size of a millstone and transformed into a purple divine shield.
Bang!
Bang!
The battle swords relentlessly crashed against the Purple Gold Treasure Mirror, shaking the Nine Ruins Sect Leader back again and again until he