Bathed in that dim yellow lamplight, Jue Ming immediately felt his three souls sway and his seven spirits drift. Countless whispers sounded in his ears, urging him to relinquish his Lingering Obsession and depart in liberation. He clenched his teeth and recited the Heart Sutra Mantra, restoring a measure of clarity to his soul. The blood river surged furiously, its endless torrents shutting out the eerie lamplight. "Hmph. A mantis raising its arms against a chariot."
Bai Du's true body sneered, and the flame of the Nether Radiance Lamp in his hand blazed brighter.
His other four split souls were not idle either. One formed a Sword Art seal, conjuring thousands of dark-gold sword shadows; another billowed his sleeves, releasing a skyful of ghost insects; the remaining two wielded a tower and drove nails, swarming toward Jue Ming behind the blood river.
Jue Ming stood at the center of their assault, his blood river wavering amid relentless wind and waves.
"The art that mysterious True Person gave me really isn't easy to wield."
The Mid-Golden Core and early Golden Core stages seemed to differ by only one divine ability, but the actual gulf in strength was far from small.
Especially since Bai Du was no ordinary man. Any other ordinary Golden Core cultivator facing him would probably have fallen long ago.
Jue Ming laughed bitterly to himself and looked toward Bai Du behind the octagonal palace lantern. At last, he decided to use the [Interest-Bearing Loan] he had taken out from the Upper Mound Commerce Association. As the thought arose, his aura abruptly soared, climbing higher and higher as though he had broken through in the midst of battle.
The crimson blood river suddenly swelled several times over. Uncanny red light shot into the sky. At a glance, the Blood