The clear light of the Jade Void Dharma Body accelerated suddenly as if it had taken a Power Pill, and the areas previously damaged by the Flying Sword were quickly healing, becoming faster and faster.
The Flying Sword rampaged within the Dharma Body, its speed slowing down progressively. This was not an issue with the Flying Sword itself, but the extraordinary strength of the Dharma Body causing the disparity.
Tang Yan's mood was buoyant; he enjoyed seeing his enemies wear an expression of hating him yet being unable to do anything about it. Watching the Flying Sword erratically dart around, he knew that the Sword Cultivator must have realized the danger and was now acting out of desperation, perhaps?
"Feeling anxious? Is it of any use? I'll say it again, follow my Dao pact and your life will be spared; actually, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. Within the confines of a Pocket World, only heaven, earth, you, and I know. If we don't speak of it, who else would be aware?
