"Break!"
A crazed roar exploded within the Five Elements Great Array.
Lian Lichuan, the Demonic Cultivator Chen Fei had trapped within the array using thunderous methods, had clearly sensed the suffocatingly vast power and flawless cyclical barrier surrounding him the instant the formation descended.
As a Late Stage Fifteenth Order Demonic Cultivator who had fought through countless battles, he immediately realized what a terrifying dead end he had fallen into. Any hesitation or probing would be fatal.
Thus, without the slightest hesitation, without even considering who his opponent was or why such a powerful formation existed, he made the most resolute—and helpless—choice in an instant: he ignited every last shred of demonic origin within his body.
"Boom!"
A tragic, tyrannical demonic flame brimming with destruction burst from Lian Lichuan's seven orifices and every pore across his body.
His aura surged wildly in an instant, reaching a peak far beyond his usual strength. The price, however, was the rapid burning of his origin. This was a true art of mutual destruction.
A pitch-black demonic sword, entwined with countless wailing vengeful souls, appeared in his palm. Its blade trembled and released a piercing shriek.
"Open!"
Lian Lichuan's eyes were bloodshot as he poured every bit of power gained from burning his origin into the demonic sword without reservation. It transformed into a violent sword intent and black sword essence that tore through the Void, like a destructive demonic dragon choosing its prey, viciously grinding toward what appeared to be the weakest point of the array wall ahead.
His sole thought at that moment was not to kill his enemy, but to tear open a gap. Even the most insignificant sliver of a crack would be enough for him to escape.
At the instant he unleashed his full-strength strike, endless regret and fury