Just as Li Rui's flying sword was about to meet the golden bolt of lightning, two blood-red beams shot in from afar and swept across the flying sword.
Li Rui was instantly shocked to discover that his connection with his natal flying sword had begun to weaken, making it difficult for him to control it.
The dazzling sword radiance that had originally shone from the blade also gradually dimmed.
The next moment, the golden lightning struck the flying sword, sending it flying away.
The golden lightning, its remaining force undiminished, continued crashing down toward the enormous bronze bell below.
But the lightning was a step too late. Before it landed on the bronze bell, the two beams of blood-red light had already struck it.
As the blood-red light shone upon the bronze bell, the layer of golden-yellow spiritual radiance covering its surface immediately began to dissipate.
By the time the golden lightning hit the bronze bell, that layer of yellow radiance had vanished completely.
Under the lightning's bombardment, the bronze bell followed in the flying sword's footsteps. It swiftly shrank to three feet in size before being hurled away.
The golden lightning continued crashing down.
At some point, Li Rui had summoned a shield a zhang wide and suspended it above his head.
"Boom!"
The lightning struck the shield and instantly turned into a golden waterfall, swallowing both the shield and Li Rui beneath it.
Li Rui saw nothing but gold before his eyes, while his ears were filled with deafening roars. He desperately circulated his mana and barely stabilized the shield, but the terrifying force carried by the golden lightning blasted both him and the shield toward the ground.
Not far away, Li Zhengqing hurriedly summoned a long saber.
The saber tore through the air and slashed directly at