In an instant, ten thousand streaks of blood-red sword light surged forth, crashing like a tidal wave toward the Sacred Spirit Cult Saintess's true body.
Facing such a bizarre and formidable move, even the Sacred Spirit Cult Saintess, despite her considerable cultivation and strength, did not dare be the slightest bit careless.
The Blood Sea Corpse Path circled the majestic Dharma Form like a crimson ribbon, blocking the incoming sword lights.
The two sides' attacks collided head-on, continuing without pause for the time it took to burn an incense stick.
Meanwhile, a hundred miles away, the blood-red curtain of light shaped like a Pill Furnace had already dimmed until it resembled a thin veil.
Seeing this, though the Sacred Spirit Cult Saintess's expression did not change, she could not help growing secretly anxious.
The moment ripples arose in her heart, a flaw immediately appeared in her move.
The Blood Sea Corpse Path surrounding her suddenly stalled.
Then—
Under the bombardment of the blood-red sword lights, it exploded with a thunderous crash.
With the Sacred Spirit Cult Saintess's technique broken, the dense swarm of blood-red sword lights rode the wind and broke the waves, sweeping toward her.
Just as they were about to strike the Sacred Spirit Cult Saintess, the blood-red sword lights abruptly stopped, then dissipated.
In the sky, the hundred figures vanished one after another, ultimately revealing Yin Qingxue's true form.
At this moment, a vivid streak of red stained Yin Qingxue's silver mask, and the aura around him had fallen to rock bottom.
At this final juncture, his True Yuan had actually been exhausted, leaving him unable to continue fighting.
"Whew... Just who is this man? That sword technique is not only bizarre, but astonishingly powerful."
"Fortunately, our earlier battle depleted most of his True Yuan. Otherwise, under