The Counter-God Cult was extraordinarily tenacious. Under Li Xuancang's attacks, they teetered on the brink of collapse, yet refused to fall, holding him firmly in check.
"Ah!"
After exchanging several moves, Zhao Tianxiong was sent flying by a single slash, his life hanging by a thread.
"Whoosh!"
The Life-Seizing Saber Qi arrived in an instant, intending to cleave Zhao Tianxiong in two.
Zhao Tianxiong no longer had the strength to resist. He could not even steady himself, and his eyes were filled with unwillingness.
"Bang!"
At the critical moment, a streak of Palm Qi swept over and shattered the saber qi.
"Lord Li."
Zhao Tianxiong turned to look. It was Li Xuancang, whose palm strike had saved him.
"Boom!"
Li Xuancang left the Torch and lunged at the black-robed saber wielder and the Demon Ape. The three great experts broke into a fierce battle.
Li Xuancang divided his attention in two, fighting the Counter-God Cult for control of the Torch while battling the two great experts. Yet he held a firm advantage.
"So strong."
Zhao Tianxiong hurriedly swallowed pills to recover from his injuries. Watching Li Xuancang display such overwhelming might, his heart was filled with shock.
Li Xuancang's strength had already faintly surpassed the Mid-Stage Dharma Body Realm and was infinitely close to the Late-Stage Dharma Body Realm.
"Damn it!"
The black-robed saber wielder and the Demon Ape were furious and flustered. The longer they fought, the more alarmed they became. Li Xuancang's power made their hearts pound in terror.
Had they not needed to divide their attention to contend for control of the Torch, they would have long since been defeated by Li Xuancang.
The situation was urgent. Zhao Tianxiong had no time to fully recover. After barely stabilizing his injuries, he prepared to return to the battlefield.