The man surnamed Gu looked as relaxed as ever.
He lowered his gaze, glanced at the Curled-Branch Swords wearing away the lightning, then formed hand seals and gave a sharp cry: "Repel!"
Hum...
The ripples in the air that had appeared earlier emerged again.
The area within a hundred-foot radius seemed to become an absolute forbidden zone. Even the Heaven and Earth spiritual energy temporarily vanished.
The tension on Wei Chen's and the man surnamed Yin's faces immediately eased considerably.
They knew the man surnamed Gu's trump card.
Unless the Eight Great Households' two Nascent Soul Great Cultivators arrived in person, the three of them would be in no danger whatsoever!
Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss...
Tens of thousands of Curled-Branch Swords finally shredded the azure lightning descending from the sky, then continued unabated, slamming viciously into the hundred-foot radius around the man surnamed Gu.
The strange scene unfolded once more.
The Curled-Branch Swords seemed to pierce a small, independent world, vanishing completely from the sight of the Eight Great Households' Qi Refining disciples.
The man surnamed Gu smiled, maintaining his hand seals as he cast his spell. No matter how the Curled-Branch Swords bombarded him, he remained utterly composed!
"So powerful?"
At the center of the spirit field, Lin Mo looked up at the man surnamed Gu, unable to keep his brows from furrowing slightly.
Such a defensive method was simply unheard of.
The Azure Cloud Sect's texts on defensive methods had never mentioned anything like this. The man clearly possessed some special spiritual root or special physique. He was not activating any treasure!
"Spatial spells!"
Beside him, Wu Zheng's expression was grave as he said solemnly, "He has either a void spiritual root or a spatial special physique. Both were exceedingly rare even in the Primordial Era."
"Much