Daoist Taichu's silver-white screen of law light resembled an ancient shield being steadily worn down in the Outer Chaos. Under the relentless assault of Luohu's Concentric Circle Array, the radiance along its edges had dimmed by nearly thirty percent.
Hong Yun's Great Five Elements Sword Formation continued to operate inside the Five-Colored Light Screen, its rhythm like five layers of machinery undergoing constant adjustment. Yet the area covered by the five divine swords' sword intent had shrunk by a ring in the prolonged confrontation.
Six-Eared Macaque's golden figure continued to gauge the array's advance at the edge of the defensive line, working with the rhythm of a rangefinder being repeatedly calibrated. The golden beams from his Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils had swept back and forth over the Concentric Circle Array's paths countless times.
Just as a fine crack composed of law fragments began to appear along the edge of the defensive line, the figures of Sanqing atop Kunlun Mountain shifted slightly in unison.
Taiqing withdrew his gaze from the Outer Chaos and turned toward the Twelve Ancestral Witches. His voice was neither loud nor soft, yet it reached the ears of every being sensing the battlefield from Kunlun Mountain's summit with perfect clarity.
"Luohu's Concentric Circle Array has pushed the Five Virtues Returning-to-Origin Formation's conversion cycle close to its limit. Let us act."
As Taiqing's words fell, the Twelve Ancestral Witches rose from their respective positions in synchrony, forming an array of twelve rays of light composed of ancestral witch bloodline in the sky above Kunlun Mountain.
At the same moment, Sanqing rose from their respective cushions with the same rhythm. Above Buzhou Mountain's summit, their three auras intertwined like patterns being woven, forming a net of laws framed by heaven-opening intent.
Two powers—the bloodline power of the Twelve