Yet before Xu Taiping could think it through, dozens of black shadows shot out of the black vortex at the Demon Abyss exit once again, all in one rush.
At the sight, Xu Taiping glanced at the white tree behind the exit.
When he saw that the white tree, once over a hundred zhang tall with luxuriant branches and leaves, had been reduced to half a trunk, Xu Taiping gritted his teeth and made his decision:
Since I can't rely on the Seven Lodges Treasury, I'll have to rely on myself!
As he spoke, he took one of his last three jars of Hidden Immortal Wine from his ring, then murmured:
"No matter what, I count as a Sword Cultivator. Let the sword decide whether I live or die in this final battle!"
"That way, I'll at least do justice to the Stored Sword Art Ninth Uncle taught me!"
With that, he lifted the jar in one hand, tipped back his head, and gulped down the entire jar of Hidden Immortal Wine.
Then he hurled the jar aside and roared, "Rusty Lion!"
The moment his voice fell, Rusty Lion, who had been locked in combat with a Demonic Beast, abruptly wheeled his blade around and flew to Xu Taiping with a sword cry like a lion's roar.
Slightly tipsy, Xu Taiping seized Rusty Lion's hilt, then merged into the sword's radiance, becoming a streak of sword light that charged into the Demonic Beasts with a vast, surging sword intent.
Boom!
Amid the tremendous crash, Xu Taiping held the Shurangama Sutra in his left hand, wielding the power of All Beings Are Equal, while his right gripped the Rusty Lion Sword and slashed at a Demonic Beast that had taken the form of a gigantic headless beast.
Clang!
Amid the piercing