Just as the two men's minds fell into turmoil, the Immortal Slaying Four Swords suspended above the formation abruptly accelerated, stirring the spiritual energy of the eight directions into a colossal vortex that devoured heaven and earth.
Jieyin suddenly cried out in alarm, "Oh no!"
Zhunti urgently asked, "What is it?"
"Look at the formation walls. Their color is rapidly fading!"
"Fading? Doesn't that mean the pressure is easing and the formation is stabilizing? Why is that bad?"
Zhunti was stunned.
"The fading doesn't mean the formation is relaxing. It means the spiritual mechanisms of heaven and earth sustaining its operation are being rapidly drained away!"
Jieyin shook his head with a bitter smile, his gaze piercing beyond the formation. Tongtian stood there with his hands behind his back, utterly composed, as though everything lay within his grasp.
"What a Tongtian! Not only does he want to take our lives, he also wants to destroy the foundation upon which the Western Teach was established. Such ruthlessness sends chills down one's spine!"
Zhunti finally understood. Hatred surged in his eyes, but his fear ran even deeper.
Tongtian remained unmoved and merely uttered one word. "Break!"
The four swords abruptly stopped spinning. A dark fissure split open at the center of the sword formation, like an abyss from when chaos began, and crashed into the crumbling formation wall!
A deafening boom exploded across the Primordial Wilderness.
The ancient grand formation that had guarded Spirit Mountain for countless years shattered in an instant, turning into starlike fragments that drifted away into nothingness!
Jieyin and Zhunti no longer dared cling to even a trace of hope. They immediately brought forth their trump-card treasures. The Twelve-grade Golden Lotus of Merit and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree soared into the air, expanding wildly in the wind.