Li Zexi was a born rebel.
The subordinates he had brought were those close to the Dao Sect.
His purpose in bringing them here was to send them to their deaths.
Who could have imagined that?
Only Lin Su!
Not only had he anticipated it, but his Grand Chess Game had been linked ring by ring, proceeding smoothly.
At this moment, the Dao Sect had only nineteen Sages left, and three of them had already lost their combat strength, their Sage Cores shattered by Li Zexi's single sword strike.
The Human Race World still had twenty-three Sages!
Including Li Zexi, Lin Su, and Sun Zhen.
Among top-tier Sages, the Dao Sect had only two remaining: Chen Tianzong and the Eighth Elder.
The Human Race World, on the other hand, had at least six.
Sick Monk, Mad Daoist, Overlord Sage, Jiangnan Erduan, and Li Zexi.
Formation Ancestor... Forget Formation Ancestor. As said from the start, the old fellow's formations were astonishing, but his combat strength was at most second-rate.
Yet the role he played at this moment was also the most crucial one.
Without the blockade of his formation, even if Chen Tianzong could not defeat so many people, he could still leave whenever he wished.
But with his formation, things were different.
With Formation Ancestor's supreme formation Dao, who in the world could simply come and go as they pleased?
Even if one could break his formation, that would take time, would it not?
Of all those present, who would give you the time and opportunity to break it?
The formation patterns shifted, and stars moved while constellations changed.
The Human Race Sages were all teleported into the formation.
The battle between the two sides erupted at once.
Li Zexi moved his hand. The Lawless Sword Dao, which had long