A rain of swords poured down, enough to destroy heaven and earth.
Every multicolored sword of energy held enough power to easily annihilate a cultivator in the Upper Purity Realm.
Now, tens of thousands of swords like these rained down from the sky. They had only one target: Li Xiaoyu, already locked in the sword formation's crushing pressure.
Before an attack powerful enough to make heaven and earth lose their colors, any defense seemed futile.
Any struggle was in vain.
Li Xiaoyu stood quietly atop the ruins, gazing up at the multicolored rain of swords sweeping toward him.
The mountain wind blew past, stirring his blue robes, stained red with blood.
He slowly closed his eyes.
The ordinary-looking gray Wine Gourd began to tremble violently, beyond his control.
In that chaotic sea, made up of several utterly different powers, the Profound Heaven Dragon Chant Sword Qi at its source hummed uneasily.
Then he poured what little Cultivation he had left without reservation into the mysterious gourd in his hand, which held his last hope.
At that moment, the ordinary-looking Wine Gourd burst into dazzling golden light.
A terrifying force of devouring erupted from the tiny mouth of the gourd.
A golden vortex abruptly took shape at its mouth.
The vortex seemed to connect to a Chaos World capable of devouring all things.
"Come!"
Li Xiaoyu roared inwardly.
He aimed the golden vortex at the multicolored rain of swords sweeping toward him.
A strange sight unfolded.
The vast rain of multicolored swords touched the golden vortex—and, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, was swallowed whole by the tiny gourd.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor any storm of energy capable of destroying heaven and earth.
There was only silent devouring.
"What?"
Daoist Daoxuan stared at the unbelievable sight before