Lin Xin discarded the remaining half of his sword that served as a carrier for the Mundane Fire Formation, watching as the extremely high temperatures, capable of melting metal and iron, fiercely burned the opponent's body.
He was about to step forward to collect the spoils of war.
Suddenly, a massive invisible air current burst forth from the flames, striking fiercely towards his chest.
Lin Xin's expression changed slightly, the Spiritual Light Shield barely formed a thin white membrane before it popped like a soap bubble; he positioned his Red Flower Sword firmly in front, channeling Spiritual Energy into it.
Pff!
The air current hit the sword, instantly bending the blade and striking hard against the wound on his chest.
Lin Xin's face paled, and a trace of blood seeped from his mouth and nose.
He held the sword forcefully; the air current only gradually dissipated after several seconds.
