Beneath the empty sky, the azure-clad figure stood tall, his robes fluttering, rays of light rising from his flesh like an immortal banished to the mortal world.
Rather than retreat, Xu Yan walked toward the vast sword light as leisurely as if strolling through a courtyard.
He formed a fist seal with his right hand, faint light swirling around it, then punched out fiercely, colliding with the terrifying sword light.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Thunderous metallic crashes rang out. Xu Yan's right hand seemed cast from spirit iron. Driven by strange runes and restrictions, it forcibly withstood Ji Heng's sword strike.
The effortless way Xu Yan blocked the attack left Li Xiaotian, who was watching nearby, utterly dumbstruck.
"What a terrifying physique! He actually blocked Ji Heng's sword strike. Even I would be injured beneath that sword light if I relied on my flesh alone! This boy is merely a rogue cultivator. He couldn't possibly have Spirit Treasures to temper his body. It must be that body-tempering secret art!"
Li Xiaotian first stared at the azure-clad figure in shock, then intense greed filled his eyes.
When cultivators of the Six Sects entered the Ancient Demon Abyss to gather Spirit Herbs, they offered a few places to outsiders, primarily cultivators from lineages and rogue cultivators. All they needed to do was pay a certain amount of spirit stones.
But he knew perfectly well that the Six Great Sects would never allow a rogue cultivator in the foundation establishment realm inside. Thus, the moment he received word from his disciples, he rushed over.
This boy harbors a great secret! A cold gleam flashed in Li Xiaotian's eyes. He was already prepared to act. If anything changed, whoever stood in his way would face his thunderous strike!
Seeing Xu Yan shatter his sword light