In Yuan Zhen's eyes, the might of the Sword Formation was like the sky collapsing.
Three swords launched together, their vast Sword Qi turning into icy moonlight that poured from that full moon.
The swords rang in a clear whistle beneath the moon.
The instant the moon's shadow fell, Yuan Zhen's face went deathly pale. He hurriedly activated the Mingwang Art, trying to protect his entire body.
The Sword Formation's attack was simply too fast. There was no time to dodge!
Yet the Buddhist golden light had barely covered his skin before the surging Sword Qi smashed it to pieces.
The Buddhist inscriptions on the surface of the dark wooden bowl flashed in succession, only to crack apart beneath the scouring Sword Qi.
Panic seized Yuan Zhen's heart. Gritting his teeth, he finally brought out a gold-and-red kasaya. With a sweep of his hand, Buddhist light flared.
The kasaya spun once around him and vanished, replaced by a golden barrier that rippled like water.
The lone moon finally fell, crashing into the golden barrier.
The dark wooden alms bowl shattered and caved in with a bang. A metallic sweetness rose in Yuan Zhen's throat, blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and he staggered, nearly dropping to his knees.
Song Yan's expression remained calm, though he was somewhat surprised.
Since learning the Moon Ring Sword Formation, this was the first time he had failed to kill an opponent immediately.
"A Supreme Law Artifact?"
The rippling golden barrier around Yuan Zhen swayed unsteadily, but it still kept most of Moonfall's Sword Qi outside.
Song Yan had never seen such defensive power in any upper-grade Law Artifact.
He therefore guessed it was a Supreme Law Artifact.
His guess, however, was wrong.
This protective kasaya was a lower-grade Spirit Artifact.
Yuan Zhen's