The sky was blue, the sun bright, and not a cloud stretched across ten thousand miles.
Or rather, there should have been clouds, but they had all been swept away by that sword strike just now, revealing the vast splendor above the Vault Sky.
Yet no one cared at that moment.
Compared to the blazing sun, everyone's gaze was fixed on the Sword Light of the Avici Sword in Lu Yang's hand, chilled to the bone.
As Lu Yang's gaze swept across the surroundings, everyone involuntarily held their breath. Time itself seemed to have come to a standstill. Even Multi-Treasure Boy, who moments ago had been filled with resentment and eager to kill him, now wore nothing but speechless panic on his face.
Lu Yang said nothing.
Everyone remained silent.
"Splash, splash!"
The clear sound of rainfall shattered the silence. Every drop had been formed from Dragon Fishing Old Man's shattered Dharma body, and the downpour melted entirely into the Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth.
Looking out, one could see spiritual tides surging.
It was as though even this stretch of heaven and earth was cheering for him, crowding around the dark-cloaked youth standing with sword in hand. Before him, all the other True Persons had faded into insignificance.
"Whoosh!"
A streak of light flashed through the sky, steaming with five-colored radiance. It was unmistakably True Person Wuxing. Yet he vanished from the battlefield without even looking back.
Only then did the others understand why True Person Wuxing had dared to volunteer to cover their retreat. He had a talisman specifically meant for escaping. Yet beneath Lu Yang's gaze, his shock and fury had left him too afraid to even fight, and he directly activated the talisman and fled!
What was there left to fight?
True Person Wuxing knew