Especially when they used formations to unleash their martial arts, their power reached its peak—compared with striking out alone, the difference was like heaven and earth turning upside down.
Facing the torrent of martial arts that came crashing toward him, flooding the entire sky and blasting it into collapse.
Ye Xiwen turned a blind eye. Behind him, the phantom of an enormous Martial Dao Avatar suddenly merged into his body.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
His aura surged madly. His entire body seemed to be expanding wildly as well, swelling ring by ring. After fusing with the Martial Dao Avatar, his cultivation had merely doubled, yet his combat strength had risen by a terrifying geometric multiple.
His expression became even more frenzied. Those blood-red eyes barely seemed human; they resembled those of some primordial savage beast, violent and crazed.
He had no intention of dodging. Even experts at the Peak Stage of Death Mystic Realm would have wanted to avoid the edge of such an attack, yet he actually intended to meet it head-on.
The golden sword light that illuminated half the night sky became even more dazzling. The sword light condensed into a longsword, its height and width impossible to measure, only unimaginably vast.
Boom!
The enormous golden sword light finally moved. The sword light that had stood vertically suddenly slashed down, like a golden sword from ancient times that split chaos apart and opened heaven and earth, making it impossible for anyone to keep their eyes open.
Boom! The golden sword light finally collided with the brilliant, meteor-like supreme martial arts unleashed by the many Wild Sky Hall experts.
At that instant, the entire world seemed to fall silent, as though time had frozen at that very moment.
Boom! After that instant of silence, a massive explosion swept through the