Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Thinking this, the spiritual body's realm rapidly declined, eventually stopping at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and not at its peak, but merely at the initial stage of the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

After doing all this, he said, "Young man, there's no need to be cautious and test the waters anymore. If you keep delaying like this, you'll only suffer an even more humiliating defeat."

"If you are afraid that I will destroy your physical body, you can kneel down and beg for mercy now. I will not force you too much."

"Senior is joking."

Jiang Han spoke softly, and as soon as he finished speaking, the twelve flying swords vanished instantly, transforming into twelve streaks of light that appeared out of thin air in front of the spirit body, fiercely stabbing towards his vital points.

The spirit reacted quickly, wielding its spear and deflecting all the flying swords with a series of clanging sounds. However, its body was also forced back by the immense force of the swords.

His power, which was enough to crush those of the same level, was actually at a disadvantage under the influence of this flying sword.

"These flying swords clearly don't have any weapon spirits, so why do they possess such immense power?"

Just then, the spirit's gaze suddenly sharpened, and the spear in its hand trembled violently, bursting out a burst of bloody light, forcefully deflecting a flying sword that suddenly appeared before it.

At the same time, he seized this brief opportunity, his figure flashed, smashed the two flying swords apart with a bang, broke through the gap, and instantly appeared in front of Jiang Han. His spear shone with silver light and thrust forward, intending to tear him apart.

The sky darkened, and the space was distorted and compressed by the spear tip, trapping the two within a few feet of space, with nowhere to hide or avoid.

Jiang Han felt a sharp pain between his brows, sensing a strong sense of crisis.

Unlike before, this time the sense of crisis is extremely intense. If he is not careful in handling it, he will be seriously injured!

But he felt no panic. His blue wings unfurled, and as the blue and black threads flowed, he broke free from the opponent's aura blockade in an instant, overcame spatial suppression, and appeared a thousand miles away, causing the sure-fire spear to pierce empty air.

"boom--!"

Space exploded into a black hole thousands of feet deep. The spirit was startled, paused for a moment, then picked up its gun and gave chase.

Just then, the flying sword that had been forced back transformed into azure light and rushed over in an instant. Together with other flying swords, it formed a kind of sword formation, turning into a cyan sword net that continuously rotated and attacked the spirit body, actually blocking him in place. Despite his left and right attacks, he was still unable to break through.

For a moment, a series of clanging sounds rang out in the arena. The flying sword was extremely fast and powerful, and even with the power of a spirit, it was not easy to break through.

The spirit was secretly furious, watching helplessly as the swordsman stood calmly not far away, unable to make even the slightest contact with him.

This is the first time since it awakened its consciousness that someone has been able to suppress it head-on.

These flying swords, in particular, were not only extremely tough, but also seemed to be connected by some special force. Whenever he forcibly repelled them, he would be quickly pulled back by that force and continue to trap him.

At the same time, the sword also contained divine wind and lightning. Every time it made contact, it would bombard his armor through the spear, and its power penetrated directly into his body. Even he dared not withstand it for long.

Damn it, who is this kid? Such mysterious skills are definitely not something that a rogue cultivator from the lower realm could possess!

Not far away, Jiang Han watched as the spirit charged left and right, sometimes suddenly bursting with power to break through the blockade and launch a fierce attack in front of him, which he easily dodged, before continuing to be trapped by the sword net.

I was quite surprised.

Not only are his Wind Spirit Wings fast, but they also have the wonderful ability to evade the blockade of qi. When activated at full power, they can even forcibly break the lock of the opponent's divine spear technique.

What others could only block with their bare hands was just an ordinary gun technique to him. Although it was very powerful, it was useless if it couldn't hit him.

In this way, he can easily deal with not only mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, but also late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

If that's the case, then there's no need to waste any more time testing the waters.

Thinking this, a purple moon appeared in Jiang Han's eyes, and a vast aura instantly filled the world.

The spirit seemed to sense something, its spear suddenly paused, and a golden-red pillar of light burst forth from its body, forcing back all the flying swords. It unleashed unprecedented speed, appearing in front of Jiang Han in one step, its spear like a dragon, thrusting out fiercely.

But he was still a step slow.

Just as he thrust forward with his spear, a purple full moon slowly rose from behind him, like a full moon painting, completely occupying the void behind him.

In an instant, the spirit felt as if the spear had struck empty air. There was no earth-shattering collapse, nor did it tear through space. Instead, it stopped in front of it and did not advance another step.

At the same time, an unprecedented pressure crashed down, as if the whole world had suddenly pressed down on his heart, causing his body to tense up and the light in his eyes to shrink to a single point.

He stood frozen in place, looking back in disbelief, wanting to see what kind of supernatural power could have sealed him in a separate space.

When he turned around, he saw only a purple full moon floating silently. He was like a flying insect captured by the purple moon, trapped in this world, waiting for the purple moon to deliver its judgment.

"This...this is Taoist magic???"

The spirit's eyes shone brightly, almost like burning golden-red flames, revealing a look of fear and horror.

Before he could think about it any further, the purple moon trembled violently, and a hideous crack appeared in the middle.

boom!

The purple moon shattered, and an irresistible force of destruction crashed down. The massive body of the spirit suddenly froze, its armor cracking and exploding, a gap tearing open from between its brows and through its entire body.

Even the spear in his hand had a small crack!

His spiritual aura weakened, but he couldn't care less. He suddenly turned around to face the purple moon, his pupils blazing with spiritual light, which transformed into golden-red flames that burned fiercely from within the hole in the mask.

"Taoist arts, it really is Taoist arts! How could there be Taoist arts in the lower realm... But so what?!"

He let out a hoarse roar, his voice filled with intense fear. Then, black mist erupted from his body, and the spear in his hand transformed into a silver dragon a thousand miles long. It twisted and swirled as it flew up, crashing headlong into the purple moon.

Even though he is currently restrained by a spirit and unable to use his own Taoist arts, he will never be afraid of the crude Taoist arts of a rogue cultivator from the lower realm!

Thinking of this, he quickly formed hand seals in front of his chest, flames burst from his eyes and surged several feet in size, even igniting the silver dragon's body with golden-red flames.

The violent aura shook the void surrounding the Purple Moon, as if it was about to break through the Purple Moon's blockade.

But at that moment, the purple moon trembled again, and half of its body shattered and exploded in an instant, unleashing a shattering force several times stronger than before, which crashed down on the silver dragon in front of it.

The silver dragon showed no intention of dodging, roaring as it charged forward.

The two sides made contact in an instant, and the silver dragon's impact force did not diminish, crashing into the shattered space with unstoppable momentum.

But the moment they made contact, the silver dragon seemed to be wiped away by a pair of giant hands, turning into ashes and disappearing inch by inch, starting from its head.