Li Yang cut a path through the chains that blanketed the sky, only to be struck by the Immortal Dao killing moves of five Evil Immortals.
He had the Black Tortoise shoulder the brunt of the damage, but even the residual force left him in a wretched state.
His physical body, already gushing blood mist, was hurled away by the shock waves. Nearly half his body vanished outright, and his aura weakened to the extreme.
Yet the fighting spirit in those blood-red eyes burned as fiercely as ever, without diminishing in the slightest.
"What a gloriously exhilarating slaughter!"
Li Yang burst out of the sky full of chains with only one hand left to hold the Xuanyuan Sword.
His mangled heart was plainly visible, corroded by sinister black energy.
Had he been at his peak, a casual surge of the pure yang Dao rhythm within his life origin would have annihilated that energy.
But now, his bodily functions had reached their limit.
He had already consumed hundreds of bottles of Superior Healing Pill Medicine alone.
Even the strongest physical body could not withstand such abuse.
"Even with only a single breath left, he shows no fear of death? If we don't eliminate this Sword Cultivator today, he'll send us all to the Yellow Springs someday!"
"There will be no someday! He dies today!" One Evil Immortal looked at the medicine jar resting in the black-robed man's hand.
"That's-" An Evil Immortal initially looked puzzled at the sight of the black-robed man. But when he saw the scarlet lightning occasionally swirling inside the medicine jar, terror appeared in his eyes. "The Heavenly Retribution Dao Sect's ultimate weapon-the highest-grade Heavenly Retribution Curse! Everyone, fall back! Don't let even a trace touch you!"
With that, as though he had witnessed some unspeakable horror,