Zhao Feng knew that this sword strike could not kill the Corpse Yin Dharma King. His opponent's various corpse-fiend abilities were unpredictable as well.
But his Nine Suns True Origin had already grievously wounded the man's core. The Corpse Yin Dharma King would remain crippled for a long time to come, and might never regain his peak strength.
After the Corpse Yin Dharma King's defeat, the situation had undergone a fundamental reversal.
But Zhao Feng did not immediately go to help Murong Fu and Xiao Wuchen, nor did he help Nangong Wanwan.
Instead, he swallowed a superior-grade Origin-Returning Pill and focused on replenishing his true origin.
Others merely assumed he was doing this deliberately, but Zhao Feng really had nearly exhausted his true origin. That use of Nine Suns Return to One had drained the vast majority of his innate true essence.
Meanwhile, the clash between Nangong Wanwan and the Blood Lotus Dharma King accelerated. After several successive changes of technique, the long saber in the Blood Lotus Dharma King's hand grew even fiercer. Before one blade gleam fully dispersed, another would cover it, forming a slowly closing net of light around Nangong Wanwan.
Yet the moment the net contracted to a certain range, Nangong Wanwan changed the angle of her sword. A sweeping slash from the Heavenly Maiden Sword Technique cut into an overlapping junction in the net, opening a breach on the side facing the stone platform. Another strike immediately thrust through that breach and straight into his guard, forcing the Blood Lotus Dharma King to draw back his saber to defend himself.
The Blood Lotus Dharma King was already a notch weaker than Nangong Wanwan, and seeing Zhao Feng watching nearby with his sword in hand only made him more anxious.
"Your Highness, aren't you going to