But the sleeves on Hong Yin's arms had already exploded, revealing two arms as fair as tender lotus roots and white jade.
Boom!
But in the next instant, another tremendous blast rang out. One of her arms exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and the lingering sword qi fell upon her body.
A bloody hole immediately appeared in Hong Yin's left chest. She continuously spat out mouthfuls of blood, the aura around her body rapidly weakening as her face grew increasingly pale.
She had repeatedly employed Buddhist secret arts to withstand the attacks of a Spirit Transformation cultivator. She had already reached the limit of what she could endure.
Yet at this moment, the enormous sword that had slashed toward her had also shrunk until its entire blade was less than an inch long.
"Ten Thousand Buddhas Return to the Source!"
Inside the grand formation, Gong Chenying murmured to herself. The Maitreya Buddhas dancing through the air were part of an art that could be cultivated at the mid-Nascent Soul stage. She had never expected that, in Hong Yin's hands, it could withstand the furious sword strike of a Spirit Transformation cultivator.
Though Hong Yin had suffered severe injuries, she had still taken the blow.
"Another force of laws. Damn it, just how many forces of laws has she mastered?!"
The short-haired man in a black robe immediately noticed the situation there as well, and shock surged through his heart again. That nun had actually blocked another one of his sword strikes.
And this time, she had not used the Law of Karma. It seemed to be the Law of the World-Honored One. Yet that was not the only thing that astonished him.
Boom!
Another massive blast came from afar. The Great Elder, clad in crimson armor, threw a