Between the rainbow lights of the sky, the Immortal Sword in Gu Wen's hand shattered inch by inch, and his arm quivered due to the injuries, his body covered in scattered golden light.
His exposed skin was full of bruises and charred black, striking terror and alarm in the observer, but they were mostly superficial wounds.
Because both Xi and Chan Xi had held back.
The two incarnations of the Three Pure Daoists weren't any better. Chan Xi's Daoist robe was split open from the chest, fluttering in the wind and revealing a sword mark wider than a thumb, diagonally from the right shoulder to the left side of his abdomen.
This wound could have extended to the neck, but Gu Wen did not allow it.
Heavenly Person Xi had not suffered serious injuries either, but his sleeve was cut off, and the Immortal Sword might have been able to sever his arm.
