In this world, the young disciple widened his eyes and stared at the scene before him. The shadows of four divine swords spiraled through the air, responding to one another as though performing a mysterious dance.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration crossed the young disciple's mind like lightning tearing through the night sky. He comprehended the method of uniting the divine swords, a power beyond ordinary understanding that could only be awakened at a particular moment and state of mind.
Without hesitation, the young disciple opened his eyes and let out a shout that echoed between heaven and earth like a great bell. He hurled the Qiankun Sword high into the air. At the same time, the other three divine swords seemed to answer some mysterious summons, shooting forth and converging with the Qiankun Sword in midair.
The four divine swords intertwined like four agile dragons playing in the sky. Their radiance reflected one another, forming a massive sword formation. It gave off a heart-pounding aura, as though it could purify all evil in the world.
The sword formation's light grew ever brighter, like a dazzling sun suspended in the sky. That all-purifying power surged straight toward the Dark Vortex like raging waves. Sensing this overwhelming force, the Dark Vortex let out a pained howl.
It struggled desperately, trying to break free from the sword formation's restraints. Yet the purifying power clung to it like a bone-deep disease, tightly wrapping around it and continuously eroding its dark essence. The Dark Vortex's resistance grew weaker and weaker until it finally dissipated completely beneath the sword formation's radiance.
At this critical moment, the Mysterious Old Man fixed his blazing gaze on the Dark Vortex. He knew that this was the perfect opportunity to unleash an ancient forbidden technique. Without the slightest hesitation,