Chapter 312: Water can't soak in, needles can't puncture

Zhan Yue Xian spat out a mouthful of hot blood, his face a sickly white and his eyes losing their usual luster.

For ordinary cultivators, physical injuries weren't of great concern; they could simply heal themselves. However, for cultivators of higher-class martial sects, their physical bodies and souls were equally important. Especially for those who honed the Sword Body, a damaged Sword Body wasn't something that could be healed in a day.

Zhan Yue Xian, who had his head removed by Lu Bei and only partially healed, was seriously injured.

But his current condition isn't related to his physical injury, but a spiritual attack, a direct attack on his soul. His Sword Heart was greatly damaged, his Sword Spirit lost.

"Great...Power Heaven?!"

Zhan Yue Xian's eyes were filled with fear and disbelief, trembling as he tried to reach for the divine Sword that had been with him for many years.