Xin Bairen drove the Jade-Blood Treasure Saber through the air like a streak of silk. He had just cleaved through the Golden Core Dharma Master's protective spell when, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a sudden change high above.
Within the ghost domain of pink mist that shrouded the surroundings, a burst of dazzling golden light abruptly erupted!
It dimmed even the Ultimate Bliss Female Aspect's bewitching pink radiance, and even the Ice-Colored Sword Shadow the Radiant Night Palace Master had formed with her mid-grade treasure sword seemed inclined to give it a wide berth.
Boom!
Then a Hexagonal Pagoda, gilded from top to bottom, slowly rose behind Qing Chen.
Bronze Bells hung from the upturned eaves of its nine stories, releasing waves of Buddhist chants whenever a clear breeze brushed past.
At first, the sound was like evening drums and morning bells; in an instant, it became sharp blades cutting through the air;
It forced the countless resentful souls within the ghost domain to wail in unison, as though boiling oil had been poured over snow.
"This..." Xin Bairen's pupils abruptly contracted, and the saber energy of his Jade-Blood Treasure Saber's Dragon-Slaying Slash nearly scattered.
The Treasure Pagoda's design was remarkably similar to a certain supreme treasure of the sect, yet its might was outrageously powerful.
He distinctly remembered True Person Budong using this pagoda to repel numerous Golden Core cultivators while battling an array of powerful foes on Xuanji Peak decades ago.
The Treasure Pagoda had been powerful then, but how could it compare with the way it blotted out the sky now?
The Śarīra suspended at its peak shed ten thousand rays of golden light. Wherever they passed, the pink-mist ghost domain melted like snow beneath the spring sun, actually giving off sizzling sounds.