The seven great experts were each at least mid-stage Immortal Lords, with deep accumulations and power within them as vast as an abyss or sea. Let alone the fact that Nie Yun had yet to break through the barrier to the Immortal Lord realm—even if he had, it would have been difficult for him to withstand such a tremendous infusion of power.
Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle!
His body seemed to boil. The swelling power could no longer be suppressed, bursting from the hundred acupoints throughout his body with mournful cries and forming streak after streak of energy arrows.
"Hold on! Otherwise, all our previous efforts will be wasted, and every bit of work will have been for nothing!"
Ephemeral Old Man shouted.
Nie Yun's face was crimson at this moment, and his entire body was drenched in sweat, as though he had just been pulled from the water. If the others also possessed the Heavenly Eye, they would have seen that the meridians within him had swollen as thick as wrists. Clumps of pure power crashed back and forth like ferocious tigers locked in a cage, ready at any moment to erupt and tear his body to pieces.
Had his Vajra Glazed Body not just broken through to the level of the Imperishable Golden Body, he would have long since been unable to endure it and would have been blown into powder by the surging power.
"You want to raise your strength to stop me? You truly don't take me seriously enough!"
The movements of Nie Yun and the others finally caught the Asura King's attention.
He had smoothly refined the Heart of the Dark Demon and broken through earlier, immersing himself in the pleasure of consolidating his cultivation, unaware of what was happening.
Now that he had come to