There's no flaw or gap in the Spiritual Field, so playing with illusions and reality in this tactic is simply not feasible.
Zhao Sheng paid no attention to the slowly approaching golden curved saber. His arm muscles quickly withered, with countless primordial cells self-immolating in exchange for a spiritual light of will ten times stronger and more resilient.
Suddenly, his arms burst into ferocious blood-colored flames—two immaculate white arm bones rapidly twisted and transformed into two ghastly white bone swords, with ancient, inscrutable seal patterns appearing on the sword's surface, exuding an indescribable aura of destruction.
"This... this is..." The golden-robed man was shocked, stammering involuntarily.
Zhao Sheng's eyes sharpened. Blood-colored spirit light erupted from his body, instantly moving him into the Kui Niu Dharma Form.
The next moment, a deafening roar filled this nine-colored world.
