"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Within the dense fog, behind the group, the howling wind suddenly rose again.
"Not good, someone's launching a sneak attack from the shadows!"
Su Shi'er reacted fastest. Before he could speak, he flicked the Fly Whisk in his hand, and the Dustless Sword transformed into a sword-shaped streak as it shot through the air.
In an instant, sword qi rumbled across the ground beneath the flying vessel.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds upon thousands of sword qi let out piercing sword cries and surged skyward like fountains, forming an incomparably splendid scene.
Yet no matter how swift Su Shi'er's response was, the gap between his strength and that of the attacker was as vast as heaven and earth.
The sword qi possessed tremendous momentum, but the moment the gale swept in, it was scattered into disarray and dissipated on the spot.
The next moment, an Eight Trigrams Formation Seal measuring roughly a zhang across tore through the thick fog and flew over at astonishing speed.
At the very center of the Eight Trigrams Formation Seal, a yin-yang Tai Chi Diagram spun without pause.
The instant his gaze landed on that Tai Chi Diagram, Su Shi'er froze blankly in place. He felt an overwhelming, irresistible force suppressing him, leaving him utterly unable to move even a fraction.
True essence ran wild within him. Had he possessed a body of flesh and blood at this moment, he would have long since been vomiting blood without end.
Yet although his current body was not made of flesh and blood, it was still a living body.
At that moment, as the Eight Trigrams Formation Seal drew closer, his life force began draining away at a rapid pace.
A sneak attack from a Nascent Soul cultivator—even one carrying only ten