After Shi Qingyun finished those indifferent words, his figure was shattered like a mirror by the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk.
Yet the man showed no trace of relief as he watched the figure explode before him. Instead, he abruptly raised his head.
Above his head, space surged in the firmament, and Shi Qingyun's figure slowly emerged.
"Sword Prison! Strangulation!"
A terrifying force erupted from where he had stood earlier, and enormous chaos swords appeared on all sides.
The swords that had previously dissolved into flecks of golden radiance and scattered between heaven and earth also reappeared in the void.
The man was now firmly trapped within the Sword Prison. Powerful swords materialized from the void inside it, relentlessly bombarding him.
The swords surged like waves, their cold light gleaming like frost.
Under wave after wave of strangulating sword tides, the Reincarnation Disk stood before him, blocking the attacks sweeping in from every direction.
Cut off from the Great Dao outside, he could hardly replenish the heavenly tribulation's power. All that awaited him was to be ground to pieces within the Sword Prison.
In the distant void, the clash of physical strength between the golden ancient Buddha and the Glazed Dharma Aspect had also reached a fever pitch.
Scarlet blood scattered through the void, then turned into flecks of golden radiance and returned to heaven and earth.
Shi Qingyun stood against the wind, feeling the battle's aftershocks buffet him like wind-driven waves, feeling the earth-shaking changes in his body and Dao Techniques.
Like a banished immortal standing apart from the world, he wore red robes that fluttered high in the firmament.
He pressed two fingers together like a sword and swept them downward, his fingertips slicing through the void as though pronouncing a Divine Spirit's death sentence, cold and majestic.
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