Faced with such an Ying Kui, Xiao Hua could not help thinking of the Confucian-cultivator emperors he had encountered before. Under ordinary circumstances, he would definitely have released the Nine Provinces Ding without hesitation. If Wen Qu were here, he would even have offered up the Heaven and Earth Pagoda, because Confucian cultivator etiquette drew an exceedingly strict distinction between Heaven, Earth, Sovereign, Parents, and Master. Even an emperor had to rank beneath Heaven and Earth! But facing this demonic Heavenly Court Book Immortal, Xiao Hua did not dare try. Leaving aside that this was the Book Immortal's spatial domain, where countless stars in the heavens were like Wen Qu and countless clear streams across the earth were like Vast Righteous Qi, the Book Immortal's unfathomable Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown alone left Xiao Hua unable to tell who would ultimately be suppressed if he offered up the Nine Provinces Ding!
Since that was the case, Xiao Hua did not intend to reveal his Confucian-cultivator abilities either. As his hands rubbed together, countless bolts of lightning surged forth, seeking to condense into five great thunder hands to block the treasured sword. Yet the moment the multicolored lightning emerged, it immediately began to vanish! Only then did Xiao Hua realize what was happening. He hastily withdrew and retreated, preparing to evade the sword's radiance!
"Whoosh..." The treasured sword's radiance still appeared distant, yet with a single swing, it surpassed the restrictions of space and appeared above Xiao Hua's head like a bolt of silk. A bone-piercing icy force had already enveloped Xiao Hua. Not only did he feel his bloodline being bound, even the immortal power throughout his body seemed frozen.
Xiao Hua hurriedly raised a hand, and a pillar of light burst from the Kunlun Mirror. With a boom,