Pei Nanshu, who was mentally connected to the magic treasure, could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were filled with shock and terror.
At that moment, before the azure-black pearl could be sliced apart by those sword silks, it exploded with a bang.
It transformed into a dense mass of ink-black azure qi, giving off a nauseating stench and an aura of corrosion.
Shen Xinlan sneered. Her Corrupting Spirit Demonic Pearl was a secret inheritance of the Wushi Demonic Palace.
The cost of creating one was even greater than forging an ordinary fourth-tier magic treasure.
Yet its power was also astonishing, specifically countering cultivators' magic treasures.
Once contaminated by its Corrupting Spirit Demonic Qi, a cultivator's magic treasure would be defiled. It could even follow the Mental Connection between the treasure and its wielder to harm the cultivator's true body. It was vicious beyond measure.
It was naturally the most suitable tool for dealing with this bizarre sword array.
But in the next instant, the expression on her face froze.
Faced with that Corrupting Spirit Demonic Qi, the spiritual light on the surrounding sword silks flashed madly, rapidly shifting through five colors, until even the void let out wave after wave of humming.
Even when that exceptionally vicious Corrupting Spirit Demonic Qi clung to the sword silks, it not only failed to defile them, but instead melted away one after another like snow beneath a blazing sun.
In the blink of an eye, that enormous mass of Corrupting Spirit Demonic Qi was sliced away completely by the sword silks.
Shen Xinlan stood dumbfounded, her cherry lips slightly parted in utter disbelief.
This was followed by two more explosive bangs. The pair of black-and-white iron hooks Huangfu Hong had unleashed also shattered without suspense beneath the