The battle to slay the flood dragon had reached its most critical moment.
The beams of light wrapped around the flood dragon were dimming. This was a sign that the formation's power was waning; it would not be able to hold on much longer.
In truth, the Dragon Trapping Great Formation Huangfu Yongchun had set up was already exceptionally formidable to have lasted until now.
After all, the one it restrained was a fourth-tier flood dragon on the verge of advancing into a true dragon.
But the flood dragon was also facing immense trouble. Its innate divine ability had been shattered by Wang Chen's broken-core strike, allowing Huangfu Yongchun and the other six Golden Core cultivators to escape the peril of exploding to death.
And this veteran Golden Core cultivator possessed exceedingly rich combat experience. He immediately drew in a deep breath, his eyes instantly turning pale gold, and shouted in a deep voice, "Formation!"
The other Golden Core cultivators, Wang Chen included, shuddered violently and simultaneously poured their core power into the flying swords under their control.
The moment of absolute slaughter had arrived!
The seven flying swords suddenly shot straight into the Sky Dome, flying side by side high above with only a few inches between them.
Heaven, earth, man, wind, thunder, fire, rain—each flying sword erupted with dazzling radiance as seven powerful forces silently fused together.
Blazing light and flame enveloped all the flying swords, forming a gigantic sword more than ten feet long!
"Fight!"
Huangfu Yongchun formed a sword seal with his hand, his gaze turning incomparably fierce as his Sword Finger ruthlessly pointed at the struggling flood dragon.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
At that moment, the ropes of light wrapped around the fourth-tier Demon King snapped one after another.
The Dragon Trapping Great Formation had broken!!