From atop the high platform, even Lu Pan had not expected that after he set up the formation, the arena would still be reduced to ruins.
It seemed the root of the problem still lay with that blue-black current of aura.
The formation remained completely intact, but the currents had seeped through it.
Lu Pan was an Eighth Realm Formation Array Grandmaster. The Bronze Sword had only unlocked its First Layer of Restriction, so its overall power should not have been capable of this.
"These Malevolent Auras really are impossible to guard against," the Enforcement Elder thought.
Even if he fought the Evil Sword himself, these blue-black Malevolent Auras would devour his strength. There was no way to resist them, and no one was exempt.
Yet everyone could see that Chu Huai Xu had actually solved the problem of the Malevolent Auras?
This was the most evil aura between heaven and earth!
"To be precise, it seems the Dao Ancestor's sword sheath absorbed it?" Xiang Yan and the others thought.
As expected, the Dao Ancestor was worthy of being the Dao Ancestor.
He had actually left behind such a trump card!
To the Dao Sect disciples, anything they could not understand became reasonable so long as it was connected to the Dao Ancestor.
Above the arena, Chu Huai Xu stood with his sword as a staff, his figure slightly hunched.
Partridge Sky was not a greatsword. It could not let him stand tall and imposing, with the greatsword planted against the ground.
He was currently drenched in blood and seriously wounded. The Spirit Sword had instead become the support for his hunched body.
A Super-grade Spiritual Sword, used as a cane.
Yet the sight before them would not make anyone look down on him.
Amid these collapsed ruins, the black-robed