Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Rings of blue light gathered around Li Xiaoya's body, gradually forming an astonishing blue whirlwind. It took on countless images of Li Xiaoya, which streamed toward the golden Light Blade in his hand.
Yet there was not the slightest sensation of swirling astral wind, for these were manifestations of the divine sense Li Xiaoya had released.
What astonishing divine sense! Ningshuang and her two companions thought. Although all three of them could give their divine sense physical form, shaping it into images of themselves was beyond them.
Liu Xian'er and Zhang Hong, however, showed no surprise. They knew perfectly well how powerful Li Xiaoya's divine sense was. In terms of divine sense cultivation alone, he had already surpassed the bounds of the Nascent Soul Realm and reached the early Spirit Communion stage. Otherwise, how could he have exchanged a hundred sword moves with Dongling Daojian a few years ago? Swordsmanship required keen and powerful divine sense.
"Ugh... ugh... ugh..." Countless streams of blue light passed through the golden Light Blade Li Xiaoya had thrust into the cultivator's head and flooded his skull. The cultivator struggled, trembling all over and letting out agonized screams, seemingly in unbearable pain.
"Huh?" Li Xiaoya's expression suddenly changed, and he cried out, "Him again?"
"Who?" Everyone froze at his words and asked in surprise.
Suddenly-
Countless rays of black light erupted from the cultivator's head. The muscles of his face and scalp writhed, and a vast surge of black light blasted toward Li Xiaoya's arm.
"Watch out! Get back!" Li Xiaoya cried at the sight. With a furious roar, golden light erupted from his hand.
Boom! A thunderous explosion rang out, spraying black light and blood everywhere as Li Xiaoya crushed the cultivator's head with his bare hand. Countless bolts of