Daoist Wang sat upright in the hall. His body suddenly shuddered, and his eyes flew open, a trace of lingering alarm still deep in them.
Though the dispersal of his Primordial Spirit had not injured his true body, that incomparably sharp sword light had nonetheless carved itself deep into his mind.
His expression was grim as well. He had not even realized what had happened before his Primordial Spirit was scattered with a single blow. Worse still, the divine ability that should have allowed his Primordial Spirit to gather anew had failed to have any effect.
This was because Sever All Absolutes concentrated its force at a single point, faster than lightning and annihilating all things. It severed methods and spirits alike. Both he and Qiao Yueqing were far inferior to Zhang Yu in cultivation and attainment, so naturally they were suppressed until they had no strength to resist.
Although his Primordial Spirit could gather again so long as his true body remained, judging from what had just happened, sending it down again would likely lead to the same outcome.
Moreover, having one's Primordial Spirit shattered was not without loss. Thus, after exchanging a few words with Qiao Yueqing, neither dared act rashly. They simply hid within the suspended hall above and controlled the formations and restrictions, hoping to impede him.
Yet this method had scant effect. Whenever that clear light charged forward, a flash of sword light would cleave apart the restrictions ahead. Though they were not confronting him directly, that sword light was too sharp and profound, as if it might leap over and kill them the next instant. This made both of them tremble inwardly.
On Ren Yinping's side, he personally exerted his power, continuously shifting the sect gate to evade the pressure Profound Court kept applying.