Yousu Zhao's Heart Filled with Fear

The four swords wheeled and danced, transforming into four streaks of startling light that rapidly grew larger in Zhong Yuxiu's eyes.

With Jiang Sheng holding the field now, how could the might of the four swords have risen by merely one degree?

Azure, violet, vermilion, and black sword light slashed in from front and back, left and right. The aura of the Three Calamities and End Calamity upon them was fierce and razor-sharp, seizing the soul and crushing the breath from one's lungs.

Within the End-Calamity Formation Diagram, boundless chaotic qi cut off heavenly secrets and the laws of fate. The qi of calamity sealed away yin and yang, the Five Elements, while the breath of final calamity and final fortune shrouded heaven and earth in every direction.

Within this vast formation diagram, where east, west, south, and north could not be distinguished, there was no up or down, no left or right, no spiritual opportunity or primordial qi. Zhong Yuxiu could not sense the celestial signs or heavenly secrets, nor could he sense heaven and earth's response. Only the dense qi of calamity coiled around him at every moment, hanging over his head and causing the Three Flowers above him to grow increasingly dim.

The four swords blazed with chilling killing intent. The omen of End Calamity's final fate manifested in the sky, piercing the clouds and reflecting within the Qingqiu Illusion Realm. Upon Zhong Yuxiu's Violet Extremity, noble Heavenly Star, another mottled star emerged, exuding a heavy gray aura of calamity. Like a glaring star of disaster, it reminded Zhong Yuxiu that his days were numbered.

Outside the Qingqiu Illusion Realm, within the Cloud Hall Palace, Yousu Zhao could no longer remain seated.

Scarlet Peng was already dead.

If Scarlet Peng's death could still be blamed on his