The three had barely settled down and were about to restore their demonic energy when they discovered that the sky had abruptly darkened.
It was not yet sunset. Why had the sky gone dark for no reason at all?
The black-robed devil cultivator reacted the fastest, firing a stream of demonic energy into the surroundings.
The demonic energy seemed to strike some kind of barrier in midair, sending ripples spreading out in ring after ring.
Seeing this, he finally realized that he had fallen into a formation.
The black-robed devil cultivator's expression abruptly turned much uglier.
He had not underestimated her strength merely because the one who set the formation had lower cultivation than him. Rather than forcibly breaking the formation, he had preferred to spend more time on it.
Yet he had never expected that she would silently set up a new formation right under their noses.
But now that things had come to this, there was no use saying more. He had to break the formation as quickly as possible and rendezvous with the other two.
The black-robed devil cultivator rose to his feet, and a bone staff condensed in his hand.
Knowing that, with his understanding of the Dao of Formations, he would be unable to find this formation's flaw, he simply intended to use brute force to break it.
The black-robed devil cultivator gripped the bone staff and was about to attack when a figure suddenly appeared behind him, raising a blade to slash at him.
Feeling the icy killing intent, the black-robed devil cultivator's heart chilled. He hurriedly raised his bone staff and spun around to block!
Clang!
The Demon Suppressing Blade swept across the bone staff with such tremendous force that the black-robed devil cultivator nearly lost his grip and sent the staff flying.