Clang, clang, clang...
The attacks struck his defenses, their dense impacts ringing out in an unbroken chorus. Li Yan felt as though every incoming sword was on the verge of piercing the Black God Shield, and the same situation he had faced in the previous trials arose once again!
These swords of light were immensely powerful. His magical power, which he had only recently restored, began draining at a furious rate once more.
Although the trials this Demon Beast had set seemed to offer nothing novel apart from the terrifying, heart-chilling power of the tribulation fire, their other attacks all consumed vast amounts of the cultivators' magical power.
Yet this tactic was brutally direct and effective. Even with Li Yan's immense reserves, he could not endure the attacks of any trial for long. Often, the moment they made contact, boundless terror welled up in their hearts.
"Will it only last ten breaths?"
Li Yan sensed that he could not hold out much longer, yet the rain of swords filling the air showed not the slightest sign of stopping. He recalled how the spirit-pattern attacks in the first trial had disappeared after ten breaths.
But now he realized that, even with all the magical power in his body, he could not withstand these swords of light for ten breaths. Earlier, he had used Zuo Qiudan's pills to recover completely within a few hours.
Even with that preparation, however, he still could not last ten breaths. They would have to replenish their magical power after just a few breaths.
The other three were all old demons as well. Each had methods that could restore their strength rapidly within a few hours, but their current circumstances were hardly any better!
"It should stop soon! We can also use other methods to clear the