He swiftly circulated the Qi-Blood Force within his body, coating his purple sword with even more Qi-Blood Force.
Then, he slashed down at the monk below.
If nothing went wrong...
Under the might of this sword,
the Yellow-Robed Monk would have no doubt perished.
However, the next turn of events was somewhat as the middle-aged cultivator had anticipated.
Under the sweep of his sword,
a faint Buddha's light suddenly diffused around the Yellow-Robed Monk.
Around him, an energy shield about one and a half meters in radius abruptly appeared in front of the middle-aged cultivator.
No matter how hard the middle-aged cultivator wielding the purple sword tried,
his sword, imbued with the Qi-Blood Force of the Organ Refinement Intermediate Stage,
constantly failed to breach that pale-yellow energy shield.
"Benefactor, I gave you a chance,"
"I told you, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot."