Ahead, a hundred-zhang sword light surged with majestic force, on the verge of falling upon the Tiandao Palace Holy Son and cleaving the blood-soaked man apart completely.
But at that very moment, a sudden change erupted!
The Tiandao Palace Holy Son, whose aura was faint and whose body swayed as though he might collapse at any moment, suddenly opened his eyes.
A brilliant gleam flashed in his eyes as abundant Dao Qi flowed within them.
Facing the descending hundred-zhang sword light, he did not even spare it a second glance.
With a soft snort from his nose and mouth, he casually raised a hand and gave it a light wave.
The next instant.
The hundred-zhang sword light, carrying immense power, abruptly halted in midair before collapsing on the spot.
"What? How is that possible?"
At this sight, the Immortal Body could not help widening his eyes, his face filled with shock.
He was the one driving that sword technique. No one knew its power better than he did.
Given the Tiandao Palace Holy Son's current state, there was no way he should have been able to block that move.
Not to mention that the other party had merely waved a hand, not even releasing much True Yuan, yet had dissolved the sword technique.
Had he not witnessed it himself, he simply could not have believed that something so inconceivable existed in this world.
While the Immortal Body was stunned, Su Shi'er's expression was equally grave, and he too was greatly taken aback.
He had guessed that the Tiandao Palace Holy Son was likely not as simple as he appeared, but he had never expected him to break the Immortal Body's powerful sword technique with a mere wave of his hand.
As doubt rose in his heart, Su Shi'er's hand seals