Jian Xiao stood in midair, his figure swaying almost imperceptibly; his aura, once as deep as a still abyss and imposing as a mountain, had grown somewhat unsteady.
He looked at the scraps of flesh left by Wei Gu's exploding body. There was not the slightest relief on his face, only solemn concern.
He kept feeling that something was wrong.
Suddenly looking up, Jian Xiao instantly realized what it was.
High overhead, the black clouds amid the Origin Qi had not dispersed. Instead, they condensed a bolt of dark golden lightning that tore out through them.
Jian Xiao frowned slightly and abruptly raised his sword fingers.
His bonded flying sword rose at his command, rushing toward the descending lightning.
Compared to before, however, the flying sword was clearly much weaker. Even its radiance had dimmed, no longer possessing the might of the Milky Way cascading backward.
The two therefore failed to meet on equal terms as they had before.
The flying sword was struck down by the lightning once again.
Although the Vast Extremity Divine Thunder had lost half its power, it continued descending toward Jian Xiao like a writhing, monstrous snake.
"Jian Xiao, you've already activated a Profound Heaven Spirit Treasure at full power once. Let's see how much magical power you have left!" Wei Gu's voice suddenly rang out.
Jian Xiao looked toward the voice and saw that Wei Gu had somehow appeared a hundred li to the south.
"A Death-Substitution Spell! Wei Gu, well played!"
As he spoke, a blue-green pill suddenly appeared in Jian Xiao's hand. He opened his mouth and swallowed it.
In an instant, Jian Xiao's somewhat unsteady aura rapidly swelled, like parched land receiving a welcome rain after a long drought.
A cold gleam flashed, and the Nine Calamities Measuring-Heaven Sword flew back