Boom!
A thunderous roar suddenly rang out. Everyone watched as the thin screen shattered inch by inch, transforming into countless fragments like specks of light, while Yi Yun stepped out from among them one step at a time.
The formation had been broken!
At the same time, everyone felt the formation loosen.
"Stop him!" Jian Wuming shouted at King Yue Sword. Holding the formation disk, he continuously sent incantations into it. He had prepared for so long and absolutely could not allow all his efforts to be ruined because of Yi Yun.
King Yue Sword froze for a moment and looked toward Yi Yun.
Yi Yun held the Illusion Snow Sword in his hand, killing intent surging around him.
Stop Yi Yun? What a joke?!
Before Yi Yun's strength, charging forward would simply be throwing himself away as food.
But he did not dare resist Jian Wuming. Besides, he and Jian Wuming were now in the same boat. If Jian Wuming failed, King Yue Sword's fate would certainly be no better than his.
King Yue Sword groaned inwardly. Gritting his teeth, he sent his vital energy surging through his entire body and slashed at Yi Yun with his sword.
This sword strike concentrated all of King Yue Sword's understanding of the Sword Dao. Its radiance was dazzling, and when the sword descended, even space was torn apart, forming a black spatial rift. Sand and stones flew across the ground, leaving behind a gigantic trench.
At that moment, King Yue Sword let out a low growl. "Explode!"
Boom!
A terrifying explosion erupted. Fragments of laws rampaged through the air, instantly enveloping Yi Yun.
King Yue Sword had actually decisively chosen to detonate his own weapon.
Watching the center of the explosion, King Yue Sword's heart bled. He was a sword cultivator.