The ghostly wails as they clawed, the small blood-colored knives transformed into a large blade striking down, while the poison powder corroded silently.
Under the combined attack of three Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivators, Shen Xuan's Cyan Spirit Wall was visibly at risk, seemingly about to shatter at any moment.
In response, Shen Xuan shook his head slightly.
Inside the Dantian.
The liquid Spiritual Power flowed rapidly like a vast ocean, and nine fish-like techniques immediately leaped out, forming nine more Cyan Spirit Walls, reinforcing layer upon layer.
The originally precarious Cyan Spirit Wall was instantly filled with spiritual energy, shining brightly.
Within the Cyan Spirit Wall, Shen Xuan watched the three Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivators not far away, his expression growing colder.
Yet, he did not attack.
Instead, he made a casual gesture.
