Affected by the White Bone Banner, a pale yellow glow appeared between Su Shi'er's brows, slowly condensing into a mysterious, palm-sized human figure.
The figure gradually became solid—it was the Primordial Spirit within Su Shi'er's Sea of Consciousness.
Just as Su Shi'er's Primordial Spirit was about to leave his body completely, another sudden change occurred.
From beneath the ceaselessly rumbling ground, flying swords formed from sand, stones, and dust shot into the sky, streaking toward Tong Chuan in unison.
Just as Tong Chuan had expected, earth-element sword techniques and spells were nowhere near as effective as fire-element sword techniques and spells.
Though the ten thousand flying swords carried immense momentum, they failed to affect the evil aura in the air in the slightest, much less change Su Shi'er's perilous situation.
Facing the incoming sword lights, Tong Chuan did not use the White Bone Banner.
With a raised hand, he traced through the air. His True Yuan condensed into countless birds that flapped their wings and precisely charged at the incoming sword lights.
In the blink of an eye, the two attacks collided in midair.
The flying swords formed from sand, stones, and dust shattered one after another beneath the birds' assault.
But... at the instant the flying swords scattered, countless streaks of lightning dense with earth-element power suddenly appeared.
The lightning was as thin as strands of hair, yet when thousands upon thousands of lightning streaks gathered together, their momentum became entirely different.
Within every sword light erupting from the earth, a faint arc of lightning had been concealed.
In the blink of an eye, ten thousand lightning arcs flashed through the air. Lightning burst forth, and wherever it passed, the evil aura filling the sky vanished.
The skull head condensed from evil aura in midair was immediately struck by