After this brief interlude, the Celestial Cloud Divine Hall continued flying toward the Netherworld Empire without pause. Of course, no one dared to intercept them along the way. Who would dare to clash head-on with Yi Tianyun at a time like this? No one at all. To do so was simply courting death.
Spirit Swords had been floating around him near the Celestial Cloud Divine Hall, but he soon recalled them into the hall, planning to use them again later.
"Whew… The consumption is really intense."
Yi Tianyun took a breath. Controlling ten thousand Spirit Swords was an astonishing drain on his energy. Fortunately, his cultivation was relatively high; if it were any lower, he estimated that controlling a few thousand Spirit Swords would be his limit. Forcibly controlling too many Spirit Swords would certainly consume a great deal of Spiritual Power, and the technique could not be sustained for long.
