The Four Clan Chiefs' desperate efforts suppressed Kui Yong's Divine Sense.
Everyone could sense that the unstable aura of the Minghong Saber's Saber Soul had steadied considerably.
"Very good. The Saber Soul is slowly merging with the Fourth Clan Chief's flame aura. It's recovering," Ou Jin said, narrowing his eyes.
Kui Yong had never expected anyone to see through his method of escaping with his Divine Sense.
A junior who forged blades had ruined his grand plans.
To think such a thing could happen.
The other side's Nirvana Flame was now extremely fierce. Though his Divine Sense was powerful, he had no particularly good way to deal with this mass of flame.
The flames scorched his Divine Sense, steadily burning it away.
If this continued, his soul truly would be scattered to the winds.
No! Kui Yong roared inwardly.
His Divine Sense lunged straight at the Minghong Saber's Saber Soul.
He now completely disregarded the damage the Nirvana Flame inflicted on his Divine Sense, abandoning all resistance against it.
As long as he shattered the Saber Soul in time and took possession of the Minghong Saber, he could rely on the saber's body. No matter how powerful these Nirvana Flames were, they could forget about hurting him.
It was just like when Huo Lian had tried to dispel his Hidden Saber Soul. As long as he had the saber's body, they had no particularly good way to deal with him.
Moreover, he had no fear of them sealing the Minghong Saber. He could flee with the saber's body.
As long as he left this place, he could roll back in again.
"It's over. There isn't enough time. We're too late," Ou Jin said, his expression changing drastically.
Under the influence of the Nirvana Flame, the Minghong Saber's Saber Soul was