Xie Huaibi's expression changed drastically.
He had transformed eighteen magic treasures into treasure-runes and fused them into the Great Mountain Sky-Halberd. His descending strike had carried the force of a collapsing mountain, the very might of heaven. Yet the sword light blazed toward him and arrived in the blink of an eye.
Mountains could not stop it; treasures could not hold it back.
Treasure-runes, restrictions, even the halberd shaft forged from Grand Mountain Mystic Stone—all were pierced amid an ear-splitting tremor.
And the sword light had lost none of its ferocity. Like a thunderbolt, it stabbed toward Xie Huaibi.
"Junior Sister!"
Xie Huaibi had already given everything he had. With no treasures left to shield him, he could only pour his strength into his escape light, invoke a Body Aperture Dao art, and roar for help.
Though his great halberd had been broken, destroying such a treasure must have weakened the sword light. If someone could block it for even an instant and buy him a breath, perhaps—perhaps the battle could still turn around.
But that was nothing more than wishful thinking.
Before his shout had faded, before his escape light could flare, the sword light whistled in and struck him between the brows.
The moment the pearl was refined, the Spirit Grotto trembled. With its Spirit Vein anchored, the ground that had heaved like ocean waves grew level again.
As for the Mind-Subduing Seal in her Consciousness Sea, it was shaken loose and fell back into Lu Xuan's Yellow Court.
"How bitter!"
Without the ancient character, Lu Xuan might not have prevailed against all three alone today.
As for its use, he had long since made plans.
Had a strand of violet light not descended and drawn him out, he would have died on the spot, his Dao