Rumble, rumble, rumble!
Outside the formation, Jia You and Jia Cang unleashed vast Dao might. Jia Cang in particular shook that vast sword formation with every strike until it tottered on the brink of collapse.
Anyone could see that under such formidable might from Jia You, this formation would undoubtedly be broken today.
The massive commotion here drew various forces—including quasi-saints, the Gray Spirit Clan, the Void Swallower Clan, and the Kun Spirit Clan—surrounding the area in a swarm.
Everyone wanted to take a share of the spoils after the formation broke!
As for whether that meant offending the Sacred Hall Clan, under the temptation of holy crystals, it was a minor matter.
In the distance, Akshobhya Buddha—whose Buddha's Might remained vast—and another female monk in white robes also quietly appeared, watching Jia You display such mighty prowess.
Akshobhya Buddha's face still had not recovered its original fullness, with smooth and well-rounded contours, and instead took on an ash-gray hue.
His aura had dropped by a tier compared to before.
He felt somewhat hollowed out by the Propitiation Vajra.
Akshobhya Buddha's gaze was profound, and the depths of his eyes seemed to hold a trace of inexplicable disillusionment, akin to someone who had "seen through the mortal world."
Even with the Immortal Slaying Great Formation on the verge of breaking and that junior about to be executed, He did not experience much emotional fluctuation.
Whether it's me, Qingyun Heaven, or Jia You—whose Dao might now shakes the ruins—we are actually just chess pieces manipulated by fingers from beyond the void... He thought to himself with a faint, self-mocking internal whisper.
"Return quickly!"
"The sword formation is about to break, return at once!"
Over here, the Dao Will left behind by Li Qingyun issued one intense summons after another to his