The Fireballs, propelled by Divine Power, showed no sign of dissipating even under the impact of sword qi and sword light.
Yet Ling Yue Shang's cultivation greatly surpassed that of Su Shi'er and the other, and this sword technique was her own ultimate move, wielded through the Tian Xing Sword gifted by Li Jiuyyao.
Sword light streaked forth, sword qi crisscrossed in every direction, its power equally unmatched.
Though it could not shatter the nine Fireballs, it prevented them from continuing their descent.
"Fellow Daoist Ling, do you truly intend to disregard our past friendship and make an enemy of me?"
Seeing Ling Yue Shang strike into the battle at this critical moment, the Tiandao Palace Holy Son glared with eyes wide, his furious voice ringing out.
Divine Power was indeed formidable and unaffected by the Ancient God Ruins.
But he was merely one of the Descendants of Gods, possessing only a faint trace of bloodline. He was not a true Divine Being of the divine race.
His ability to wield and utilize Divine Power was not even one ten-thousandth of a true Divine Being's.
Even the Divine Power born and cultivated within his own body was far from comparable to true Divine Power.
Even so, with Divine Power's aid, his strength could not possibly rival a Body Integration stage powerhouse.
At most, he could remain undefeated against a Body Integration stage cultivator, while his actual strength could reach the level of half-step Body Integration.
But the problem was that he had always cultivated secret techniques, intending to walk the true path to godhood.
Thus, from the very beginning, he had never intended to use Divine Power at all.
It was precisely because of this that he had suffered repeated setbacks in their earlier exchanges. Not only had he failed