The autumn wind swept with killing cold, and chilly rain drifted down.
Countless strands of metal law threaded through the area like long serpents, twisting and coiling with extraordinary agility as they clashed against the straight, pillar-like thunder laws.
A gray-white Dui Metal Dharma Sword thrust forward, its tip bearing a speck of violent Greater Yang radiance. A blazing sun hung overhead, the earth cracked dry, and the sword drove toward Xu Xuan's brow with unstoppable force.
Cinnabar Thunder rose against the momentum. Calamity surged and erupted, cleaving that Dui Metal Dharma Sword aside, but five more streaks of different colors descended from the sky.
The energies of metal virtue mingled as though within a single furnace, crisscrossing in a frenzy of slashes. Above them all, the Dui radiance returned, thrusting down from the heavens.
[Autumn Suburb Lament] could command all Jin through Dui, greatly strengthening Jin virtue's killing power. Now, six Dharma Swords slashed in overlapping paths, completely sealing every direction in which Xu Xuan could escape.
Though he had cultivated a Clear Wu body, he still could not withstand six Flying Swords head-on. His opponent's flying-sword art possessed killing power approaching sword intent; he must have employed an exceptionally sophisticated Sword Manual.
Greater Yin radiance flashed, and the Moon Pool manifested, brimming with glorious light. Yet the six streaks tore it apart, shattering it in an instant. The Dui Metal Dharma Sword at their center, however, was struck by the scattered greater yin energy, and its radiance dimmed.
A silver Thunder Pool descended from the sky and pinned the sword beneath it. The [Form-Severing Mind-Image Great Method] made this Thunder Pool as solid as a physical object. So long as the divine ability remained unbroken, the pool could continually repair itself and maintain its suppression.
Only then did