The sword intent of this sword was as vast as the depths of the void. Under the void, no matter how Lu Xiaotian dodged, he could only move in the void. How could he resist this sword that was as deep as the void?
Under this sword, Lu Xiaotian's magic treasures were almost all destroyed, and his Tao realm was broken. If he was not given enough time to heal, he might not even be able to maintain his current realm, let alone fight against the enemy.
"Lu Xiaotian!" Xiang Qingcheng and Dongfang Yi both shouted at the same time, their eyes red. Lu Xiaotian had roamed the two worlds for thousands of years and experienced countless battles of life and death. Even when Luo Qing blocked a fatal blow for Lu Xiaotian, the situation was not as serious as this.
"To be able to withstand my sword and not die immediately, there is no one below the Immortal level other than you. You should be proud of that."
When the Primitive Sword Demon saw that Lu Xiaotian's body did not shatter after the Sword Will of his Split Soul entered his body, he could not help but click his tongue in wonder. Although they were enemies, the Primitive Sword Demon could not help but feel some respect for Lu Xiaotian, whose realm was far lower than his. Even when he was at Lu Xiaotian's realm, he was far from being able to do this.
When the sword was about to reach Lu Xiaotian's body, the soul-splitting sword penetrated his body. The magic treasures on his body were either destroyed like the Five Elements Magnetic Golden Armor, or heavily damaged like the Demon-subduing Pagoda and the Sky Piercer. They could not be used anymore. As for the Incorporeal Fire, it could not be used to fight against the enemy without being refined.
Even Lu Xiaotian could not help but feel that he was no match for this sword. In this desperate situation, Lu Xiaotian could only use the Empyrean Cauldron to gather all the available spatial energy around him.
Although the Primitive Sword Demon's sword was unrivaled, Lu Xiaotian was not a person who would give up easily. As long as there was a slight possibility, he would try his best to fight for it. This possibility was so small that it was negligible to Lu Xiaotian.
However, once he was defeated, Lu Xiaotian did not need to think to know what would happen to Xiang Qingcheng, Dongfang Yi, and the others. Moreover, the Crimson Moon Desert, which was completely dependent on him, was bound to become prey in the eyes of other forces when the outside world learned of his death.
His journey of seeking the Dao for thousands of years had come to an end.
Lu Xiaotian's heart was filled with a strong reluctance. The Empyrean Cauldron crazily absorbed all the spatial energy that could be converted into its own, forming a twisting and faintly discernible boundary around Lu Xiaotian's body. It was used to defend against all external attacks. Stimulated by the threat of death, Lu Xiaotian used the Empty Sky Cauldron to absorb almost all of the available spatial energy in the surroundings.
Even the Primitive Sword Demon could not see Lu Xiaotian's current state clearly. Immediately, the second sword slashed at Lu Xiaotian, but it was swallowed up by the spatial energy that surrounded Lu Xiaotian. Lu Xiaotian's body was not damaged at all. However, with the Primitive Sword Demon's prowess, it could naturally sense that a portion of the spatial energy surrounding Lu Xiaotian had been dissipated by his sword.
The Primitive Sword Demon's eyes were sharp, and his dignified face had a frightening charm. Since he could not destroy the tortoise shell in front of Lu Xiaotian with a single slash, he would use a few more slashes. Lu Xiaotian relied on nothing more than this mysterious and unpredictable spatial energy. However, with Lu Xiaotian's realm and strength, he was far from being able to use this spatial energy to perfection. The amount of spatial energy that he could use was also relatively limited. Although the Primitive Sword Demon had two moves, it was not impossible to deal with him.
Compared to the others, there was no doubt that the Primitive Sword Demon valued Lu Xiaotian the most. Now that Lu Xiaotian was in such a situation, if he killed Lu Xiaotian and took back the Empty Sky Cauldron, he might be able to come into contact with the secrets of space like Lu Xiaotian. In the future, when he returned to the Immortal World, his strength would definitely improve further.
As the sword slashed down one after another, the spatial energy that gathered around Lu Xiaotian's body became thinner and thinner. Many sword intents even penetrated the spatial energy's obstruction and invaded Lu Xiaotian's body.
When the sword intents that could even split one's soul entered his body, Lu Xiaotian felt that his primary and secondary primordial spirits were separated. In the past, the primary primordial spirit was the leader of the eleven secondary primordial spirits. Right now, the primary primordial spirit could only sense a strand of connection with the secondary primordial spirits that was sometimes strong and sometimes weak. There were even times when the connection between the primary and secondary primordial spirits was completely severed. The primary and secondary primordial spirits in his body were about to be torn apart by the terrifying sword intents, first attacking the soul and then the physical body.
The Primitive Sword Demon's sword intents were ten times or even a hundred times more terrifying than any sword cultivator that Lu Xiaotian had faced in the past.
At this moment, there was a strange movement in Lu Xiaotian's body. Countless mockery auras seemed to surge from the depths of his soul.
Lu Xiaotian's primary and secondary primordial spirits both trembled. At this moment, under the Primitive Sword Demon's terrifying sword intents, there was nothing they could do. They could only watch as these mockery auras surged within his body.
"This, this is the primordial spirits of those demons!" At this moment, the connection between Lu Xiaotian's primary and secondary primordial spirits was intermittent. Even if there was a connection by chance, it was so weak that it was almost negligible.
At this moment, all kinds of chaotic auras were constantly surging within Lu Xiaotian's body. Under the situation where the primary and secondary primordial spirits were unable to completely connect, they could see different demonic auras.
Although this situation was happening within his own body, Lu Xiaotian knew nothing about the situation in front of him. Lu Xiaotian had been cultivating the "Soul Devouring", "Soul Merging", and "Soul Tempering" techniques for thousands of years. Up until now, Lu Xiaotian could not remember how many demons he had killed and collected their primordial spirits. In the past, the number of primordial spirits consumed to cultivate the seventh and eighth soul merging techniques was a terrifying number.
Even with the strength of Lu Xiaotian's primordial spirits, he had never felt anything strange in his body. He did not expect that after his primary and secondary primordial spirits were almost severed by the Primitive Sword Demon's sword intents, the primordial spirits that Lu Xiaotian had devoured in the past would emerge in such a situation. After Lu Xiaotian used the "Soul Devouring" and "Soul Merging" techniques to fight the enemy, each of these remaining primordial spirits was so weak that it was almost inaudible. However, when sand gathered together, a tower would be formed, and a drop of water would become a river.
After the countless remnants of the Yuan Spirits of different strengths gathered, they formed a huge torrent of mockery and mockery. In the past, even if Lu Xiaotian had suffered all kinds of injuries, his primordial spirit had never been like this, almost losing control of his body. Also, there had never been a sword aura that invaded his body like this, constantly cutting off Lu Xiaotian's vitality. At the same time, the remnants of these demons' primordial spirits had to be completely destroyed.
At this moment, whether it was Lu Xiaotian or the remnants of these primordial spirits, they were facing an unprecedented crisis. Lu Xiaotian was already unable to take care of himself. However, these huge and chaotic primordial spirits were relying on their instincts to break through the restraints in front of them and get away from the crisis.
These uncontrollable, weak and huge primordial spirits collided everywhere, undoubtedly making Lu Xiaotian's already battered body even more dangerous.
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