Outside the camp gate, Jade Void disciples had long since formed ranks and stood solemnly, sleeves fluttering, immortal aura awe-inspiring.
Suddenly, Golden Spirit Holy Mother strode out at an unhurried pace, her plain robes billowing. Her lightning-like gaze swept across the immortals as she spoke in a voice like a golden chime: "Gentlemen of Jade Void, who dares enter the Zhu Xian Sword Formation and take this walk?"
The Twelve Golden Immortals, Immortal Official Nanji, and Master Xuandu exchanged glances, then stepped forward together. Their sleeves stirred, their bearing stern and imposing.
The corners of Golden Spirit Holy Mother's lips lifted slightly. With a cold smile, she turned and vanished into the formation gate, her figure disappearing in an instant.
The immortals did not hesitate. Filing in one after another, they stepped into the Zhu Xian Sword Formation, where killing intent hung thick in the air.
As soon as they entered, four divine swords were suspended in the four directions—Zhu Xian hung in the east, the Immortal-Slaughtering Sword in the south, the Immortal-Trapping Sword drooped in the west, and the Immortal-Ending Sword stood in the north. Yin winds howled like weeping, while Killing Intent rolled like tides and poured directly into their lungs and viscera.
Before they could examine their surroundings, singing suddenly rose from the formation core, every word like a nail, every line steeped in killing intent:
"Weapons and sword-halberds—how can you flee the calamity of Zhu Xian? Demons of passion, demons of thought—only kindle the fires of ignorance anew!
Today, escape is impossible; life and death are mine to command—Jade Void Palace invited disaster upon itself, stirred trouble, planted causes, and now reaps the fruit!
With the heart-piercing treasure lock, only upon turning back do you learn the old dream was wrong;
Wind and clouds rise within