The sword had yet to fall before him, but the cold breath carried by the descending longsword had already assailed him, making him feel as though he was plunged into an ice cellar.
As the Weeping Blood Sect Hierarch stared at this terrifying sword strike, a deep instinctive survival desire flashed in his eyes. He frantically stimulated the immortal energy within his body, causing the nine Immortal Palaces behind him to shake wildly, pouring waves of immortal energy into his body and shooting out through his hands.
A massive square cauldron appeared before him.
In less than a breath, the cauldron suddenly enlarged, its body pitch-black, and inside it, crimson blood water flowed, resembling an endless ocean of blood.
The next moment, this blood water surged out, converging in the void into a wall that blocked the remarkable sword.
Immediately, sparks flew from the tip of the sword.
