The phantoms swinging swords around Gu An grew more and more numerous, spreading rapidly like a lotus in bloom, constantly suppressing the sea of fire upon the earth.
Soon, the entire land was filled with figures of Gu An performing the Li Family Sword Technique, packed densely together, countless beyond measure. When the Saints lowered their heads to look, not one of them failed to feel astonished.
What kind of move was this?
Above the purple sea of clouds, the merged Dao Lord was waving the Purple Great Banner. Not only did blazing flames surge up from the earth, but waves of fire also emerged in the sky, condensing into tens of thousands of long dragons that roared toward the ground.
The Saints discovered that runes had faintly appeared at the ends of heaven and earth. They could be certain that they had been trapped inside an extremely formidable magic treasure.
Li Ya stared blankly at the phantoms Gu An had created. Memories from long ago kept surfacing. The sword moves were clearly those of the Li Family Sword Technique, yet when performed by Gu An, they seemed profound beyond measure.
He suddenly came back to himself. Gu An was guiding him!
Emotion welled up in his heart, and even the real Li Ya far away in the Heavenly Realm felt it.
But...
At such a critical juncture, was it truly all right to be this overconfident?
Saint Li Ya looked toward the Dao Lord in the sky, his heart filled with worry.
Judging from this momentum, an extremely terrifying Formation was bound to descend next and annihilate them.
Saints were undying and indestructible—this was what he had thought before. But as this battle began, the Dao Lord actually intended to refine them into pills, and he had no choice