Before the words fell, silver light gathered anew in his palm, shooting directly at Luohu and the other three!
"Despicable!"
The four roared in unison.
"Hmph. In a fight to the death, who still talks about whether something is despicable? Idiots!"
A smirk curled Su Yang's lips. The silver light in his hand surged, and Cleaving Land into River took shape once more, as sharp and fierce as before.
"That move again!"
"Cleaving Land into River!"
"Its power is weaker than before," Luohu murmured.
Multicolored radiance churned in the four men's hands as they each unleashed their ultimate skills, wave after wave of divine abilities howling forth.
"Plucking Stars and Seizing Moon!"
Su Yang jabbed a finger forward. The void split open, and a crystalline, jade-like finger so enormous it shrouded the heavens and blocked out the sun came crashing down from the depths of Chaos, bearing directly upon the heads of Luohu and the other three.
Luohu and the others met it head-on once again.
"Annihilation."
The Vast Sword emerged. Its trajectory was ancient and indescribable, as though it had not been drawn by human strength, but flowed forth from the Great Dao itself. Before the sword light arrived, its edge had already sliced through the currents of Chaos, cleaving straight toward the Formation Core of the four.
Luohu's heart tightened. As his sleeves billowed, he seemed almost rushed. Within that sword, he smelled true killing intent.
The Four Swords of Zhu Xian instantly hummed and soared into the air, spinning rapidly around him. The sword formation totem condensed from illusion into substance, suspended above his crown and protecting Yang Mei and the other two. The three did not dare slacken either. Each displayed their innate divine abilities—some unfolded crystalline domains, some raised the Chaos Green Lotus, some activated