A hundred thousand years passed. Seeing that Hongjun had made no move, Luohu knew he could wait no longer.
He and Wuzhen, Susha, and Mingyuan headed straight for Wuxiang Mountain. Since Hongjun would not come to him, he would go to Hongjun.
Four trails of dark flames streaked across the sky, charged with murderous intent as they shot toward the summit of Wuxiang Mountain.
Inside Grand Unity Palace, Li Fan watched Luohu make his move and muttered, "It has begun. I wonder whether Hongjun and the others can break the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation."
Luohu and the three Ghost Emperors arrived at the four directions around Wuxiang Mountain. Without any pre-battle exchange, Luohu directly flung out the formation diagram of the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation and shouted, "Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, rise!"
Boom—!
The Immortal Slaying Sword Formation hung inverted above Wuxiang Mountain. Luohu held the Immortal Slaying Sword, Wuzhen held the Immortal Trapping Sword, Susha held the Immortal Slaying Sword, and Mingyuan held the Immortal Severing Sword.
The four swords instantly resonated with the formation diagram. The power of the Slaughter Great Dao Law flowed between the diagram and the four swords, and the entire world filled with a grim, murderous aura.
Endless baleful energy became almost tangible, instantly swallowing the main peak of Wuxiang Mountain.
From the very start, Luohu had unleashed his ultimate killing move without holding anything back.
Inside the seclusion cave, Hongjun abruptly opened his eyes, his cultivation forcibly interrupted. He stepped outside and saw Yinyang and Qiankun standing guard before the entrance with grave expressions.
"Hongjun!" Yinyang spoke first, his tone urgent.
"Luohu has come with the three Ghost Emperors. We are one person short, and facing the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation will put us under immense pressure. Do you have any ideas?"
Qiankun