Thirty-Three Heavens Star-Net Transformation, Qiongqi Suppresses the Boundless Sword Art

"Something's wrong!"

The Taicheng Sword in Mei Suren's hand trembled, and he immediately sensed that the aura of this place had changed drastically.

Back when he had been on Qingyuan Mountain at night, it had felt like being bathed in a slanting breeze and fine rain. Even facing Dao Qiongchang had not brought him such immense pressure.

Now, as the morning sun rose, a faint aura of death spread throughout Qingyuan Mountain, as though a great calamity were about to descend.

"Let us not speak of unnecessary matters for now. This old man will first take you out of here, and we can discuss everything else afterward."

Without the slightest hesitation, Mei Suren turned the Taicheng Sword.

Red plums drifted down all around them, and the scenery abruptly transformed.

Amid the dazzling phantasms, Cao Erzhu felt the mountains, forests, and wilderness racing backward at tremendous speed.

"Spacetime Leap!"

Mei Suren grabbed the burly Cao Erzhu, while Cao Erzhu clutched the formation disk head tightly.

The Taicheng Sword served as the edge, red plums as the tether, drawing the two into a stream of violet-red air that plunged into spacetime.

Yet at that very moment, Dao Qiongchang's mocking laughter drifted down from the sky.

"Trying to leave? Did you ask this Hall Master?"

The Thirty-Three Heavens Star-Weaving Net Formation moved at his command, manifesting stars that filled the heavens and adorned the void.

Under the faint light of dawn, those stars were so inconspicuous, yet they set every blade of grass, every tree, every flower, and every stone on Qingyuan Mountain into a strange Heavenly Secrets transformation.

"Star-Net Array: Illusory Spirit Heaven!"

With that declaration, an east wind rose over Qingyuan Mountain, and thick fog spread out to obscure all sight.

Mei Suren's Taicheng Sword cleaved through falsehood. Using the principles