A tremendous impact thundered through his interior.
Li Su's body jolted uncontrollably, and he nearly exploded where he stood.
He truly had not expected this method of attack—it erupted directly upon his soul, disregarding his physical body entirely.
The tremors were violent.
His entire soul seemed on the verge of splitting apart, breaking into tiny particles and bursting apart along with those vibrations.
The pain was no different from being sliced by a thousand blades—no, it was even worse. The instant it rang out, his soul had in fact been severed countless times, then drawn back together again. Within a single breath, it had been destroyed tens of thousands of times.
Had Li Su not cultivated the Supreme Purity Supreme before, experienced merging with the Green Duckweed Sword, and had his cells and soul pierced through by endless sword intent—becoming incomparably resilient while also growing accustomed to such agonizing tearing pain—
That one blow might have made him lose consciousness completely and fall into a dead faint.
As for now, although his opponent's realm was higher and the power he wielded was far more violent, it still fell just a little short of the Green Duckweed Sword's utter thoroughness.
Moreover, setting aside the fact that Li Su's soul body itself was incomparably tough, the Seven Supreme Sages recorded upon it reacted at once. The Diamond Dharma activated directly, turning his soul into glazed crystal and three thousand worlds, protecting the three souls at the core of his spirit in the deepest reaches, beyond the tremors' effects.
Even so, Li Su's face turned pale, and he could not help spitting out a great mouthful of blood. He had suffered a considerably severe blow.
Yet injuries that did not damage his foundation were nothing to him. The moment that mouthful of blood