There are a total of two hundred and thirty-six Light Shields.
The first hundred Light Shields shatter almost upon contact, but they have already successively 'blocked' the 'Heavenly Punishnt Particles' here.
Thus, when the Light Shields break, one can see a little starlight shooting backward.
It resembles a scene from a super-sized 'arc welding' site.
The next hundred Light Shields begin to hold for more than half a second, giving the feeling as if this lightning column has entered a quagmire, making forward progress sowhat laborious.
The last one hundred or so Light Shields were formidable.
The lightning column starts to inflate continuously.
This inflation occurs as the energy within the lightning column is scattered, no longer as consolidated, and visibly, the montum of the lightning column rapidly declines.
Finally, the Light Shields are all shattered.
The lightning column envelops Luoshan Hermit, who lets out a low growl, with starlight continuously erging from his body.
A severed finger appears, trembling lightly, with what seems like blood seeping out from it.
Wang Jixuan was truly anxious below.
Thankfully, Luoshan Hermit endured it, although at a great cost, his body already sowhat dim and lifeless.
The eighth Heavenly Punishnt has been successfully endured!
But now no one can laugh.
The ninth Heavenly Punishnt is already poised to strike, giving Luoshan Hermit no further chance.
In fact, Wang Jixuan has started to doubt whether the Heavenly Dao had calculated all the variables, including his ability to use chanical Civilization to assist Luoshan Hermit, and Sword Dance's capability to form a Sword Array to aid as well.
The Heavenly Dao simply wants to obliterate this ancient Residual Spirit.
Outside the Golden Lotus, many experts of the Human Race have already begun to feel a profound sense of helplessness.
But Sword Dance did not give up. She held a Jade Talisman imbued with intense Sword Intent in her hand, with hesitation still lingering in her eyes.
Wang Jixuan did not give up either.
Although the Shield Generators on the airship have all entered cooldown, and more than a hundred were destroyed just now, he had already sent a large number of Immortal Beetles towards the Sky Do.
He wished to weaken the Heavenly Punishnt Power as much as possible;
As for the rest, it could only be left to Luoshan Hermit himself.
Suddenly;
Dozens of streaming lights surged up from different directions, with pieces of bone suffused with a jade hue, carrying virtual shallow human figures, rushing in front of Luoshan Hermit.
Among those figures, there were i and Old Liang.
They were precisely the peculiar creatures that existed in the Ancient Battlefield.
They each hid in their respective bones, forming a hovering shield.
Luoshan Hermit chuckled softly and raised a hand to swipe, causing these bones to fall individually.
"Stop joining this fiasco, do you want to be wiped out completely? You encounter Heavenly Punishnt and perish instantly, only bringing about your respective Heavenly Punishnts."
The peculiar creatures are suppressed by Evil Qi, temporarily sealed.
Luoshan Hermit looked up; the ninth Heavenly Punishnt had already descended, this ti in the form of an extrely thin bolt of lightning, crooked, seemingly without any force, yet it appeared on Luoshan Hermit's forehead in an instant.
Luoshan Hermit's body shattered!
The severed finger appeared, pointing towards the bolt of lightning!
It was now!
Wang Jixuan acted decisively, having waited for a long ti; he employed his Ti Sword Intent, exhausting all his mana to encase the severed finger of Luoshan Hermit in a seven-colored divine light representing Ti!
The flow of ti within three inches around the severed finger accelerated.
Previously, it could only exert one portion of force to resist the Heavenly Punishnt; now it can exert two or even three portions of force!
And a faint light screen appeared between the Heavenly Punishnt and the severed finger.
Wang Jixuan's mana was almost instantly exhausted!
He spat a mouthful of blood, lowered his head, and looked up, seeing that the severed finger of Luoshan Hermit had already been struck by the Heavenly Punishnt, but it did not manage to break the severed finger, and the lightning seed to persist, ready to continue striking...
"Huh?"
A soft exclamation suddenly rang out.
Wang Jixuan's vision blurred for a mont; a sitting figure cross-legged, just a hundred ters to the left of Luoshan Hermit, revealed itself and pointed a Sword Qi towards Luoshan Hermit's severed finger.
With a clang, the Sword Qi and that bolt of lightning exploded simultaneously, and Luoshan Hermit's severed finger fell to the ground like a teor.
Wang Jixuan's mouth twitched slightly.
No?
What's happening?
With such commotion outside, did his teacher just notice?
Who else could that cross-legged sitting figure be but Sword Nine?
However, at this mont, Sword Nine always gave Wang Jixuan an indescribable feeling, very ethereal.
Rumble!
Outside the small world, muffled thunder resounded, as if the Heavenly Punishnt was enraged, or as if the Heavenly Dao was shattered defensively.
Sword Nine shook his head with a gentle smile, calmly saying: "Since nine Heavenly Punishnts can't annihilate this Residual Spirit here, why not adhere to the rules and spare a bit of life."
He slowly stood up, with the silhouette of longswords appearing behind him.
He turned to look at Master Wang, giving a warm smile, then turned and soared into the sky.
"Watch carefully, disciple. What your master just comprehended from your Ti Sword Intent and Sword Intent—slashing the heavens and smiting the Dao, perhaps it can be used."
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