The buildings around the teleportation array were either sliced apart by sword qi or blasted into collapse. The battle had spilled from indoors into the open air.
This was a remote mountain forest somewhere within the Sword Domain, where a vast sea-of-clouds formation that blotted out the sky and sun had been laid down. It also had the ability to isolate auras.
Therefore, the spiritual pressure that had appeared was most likely not reinforcements for Yu Ningsui, but backup summoned by the enemy.
Sure enough, three men and women dressed in the robes of true disciples from a peak soon appeared in the sky above.
One of the men, standing in the air and looking down over the battlefield, spoke first. "It seems Junior Nephew Yi Lingjiao, disciple of Senior Brother Lu, is dead."
"That little girl truly struck without mercy. Once something happens to Junior Niece Yi, her master will be here in less than half a quarter-hour. The two of you should make your plans as soon as possible," the youngest man of the three reminded them.
"If we're going to do it, we might as well do it thoroughly. There is no room left to turn back. Kill her, then return to the Holy Domain to report. We definitely can't remain here any longer. What a pity—our century of planning turns to smoke and clouds today." The woman's face was gloomy, as though she had drawn the worst hand possible.
"Fine. Order the disciples to withdraw. We shall strike together and kill this disciple of Feng Chuan!" After the middle-aged man spoke coldly, he slowly raised a hand.
"Activate the Beyond-the-Mountain Illusion Realm. We cannot let her leave the formation's range. Senior Brother Chen, give her a Heaven-Shaking Cloud Barrier first. Then I'll give her a Blood