"The seal appeared."
The tension in Qin Hao's heart eased considerably.
Without the seal, even with Lingxiaozi's help, dealing with Tian Zhongtian would have been difficult.
There was no helping it. The gap between Qin Hao's cultivation and Tian Zhongtian's was far, far too great!
"Qin Hao, die!"
Just then, Tian Zhongtian roared and struck out with his palm again.
Boom!
Tian Zhongtian put everything into this strike, blasting his terrifying true essence straight into the seal.
Qin Hao's gaze sharpened slightly.
But the seal merely trembled without breaking apart.
"It held. A True Martial Realm Expert really does have trouble breaking this seal in a short time. Still, it's only temporary."
Qin Hao's expression was cold as he asked gravely, "Senior Lingxiaozi, roughly how long can this seal hold him back?"
"It's hard to say. Perhaps a month, perhaps half a year. No longer than a year."
The Purple Treasure Sword appeared beside Qin Hao, and Lingxiaozi's voice rang out.
"A year?"
Qin Hao's eyes flickered.
That meant he had, at most, one year to gain the strength to stand against Tian Zhongtian.
Otherwise, he could forget about entering the Supreme Sword Tower.
Of course, he might have even less time—only half a year, or even a month.
"Roar!"
Just then, a furious roar suddenly rang out.
"This is..."
Qin Hao's pupils contracted.
On the Second Floor, the demonic qi around Tian Zhongtian, which had begun dissipating, now gathered rapidly, growing thicker and thicker.
Tian Zhongtian's eyes turned blood-red.
His face became hideously twisted and terrifying!
Demonic transformation!
He was about to succumb completely to demonic transformation!
Tian Zhongtian could hardly be blamed. The reversal had simply been too drastic.
He had thought he could easily finish Qin Hao off, only for one unexpected development after another to arise.