The Heavenly Demon Immortal-Slaying Sword seized its chance to break out of the Two-Polarity Dust-Mote Formation, sweeping back and forth and slaughtering in every direction, while continually using demonic magic to influence those around it.
Those whose cultivation was slightly weaker, or whose temperaments were flawed and incomplete, fell victim one after another. The weak went mad outright and attacked their companions, while the stronger ones managed to snap out of it in time and remain calm.
Of everyone present, Li Jingxu possessed the greatest cultivation and magical power, but he lacked a magic treasure capable of matching the Heavenly Demon Immortal-Slaying Sword.
He had cultivated for a thousand years. Although he had yet to attain Ascension and still held the rank of Earth Immortal, he had already reached the level at which his physical body could attain sainthood, allowing him to ascend directly to the Heavenly Realm and attain the rank of Golden Immortal.
Over those thousand-odd years, he had accumulated quite a few magic treasures, but bringing them out would accomplish nothing. They would only be destroyed in vain by the Immortal-Slaying Sword.
With a flicker, he appeared on the North Mountain Slope before Shi Zhu. "Fellow Daoist, use the Xuanyuan Sword, quickly!"
Shi Zhu rolled his eyes at him without speaking or moving.
Li Jingxu knew that Shi Zhu was Old Man Withered Bamboo reincarnated. Unwilling to presume upon his seniority, he addressed him as a fellow Daoist.
Shi Feiyang had sealed Shi Zhu's memories of his previous life with the Zhou Tian Golden Talisman, and they had yet to return. Although Shi Zhu had heard of Li Jingxu's illustrious reputation, he was not particularly impressed.
Li Jingxu looked like a child, with a gold locket around his neck and a pale yellow short tunic and shorts.