The fighting continued across the battlefield, with blood and fire raging as the two sides clashed fiercely.
Cultivators were constantly being annihilated.
Lu Xuanji activated his long saber and was about to kill a Void Refining cultivator, but at that moment, he sensed an inexplicable danger. His body flickered, and he shifted ten miles away. Before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, danger descended again. A huge formation diagram appeared above his head.
When the scroll first appeared, it was only three feet long and half a foot wide. Yet the moment it surfaced in the void, it rapidly expanded, becoming ten miles long and wide. Array Patterns flickered across it, countless runes rose and fell, and white dragons, black dragons, Azure Dragons, golden dragons, and countless other True Dragons flew about one after another. Ten thousand dragons soared into the sky.
Ten Dao Integration cultivators stood around the formation diagram. Each possessed a powerful aura. Some had burly bodies and domineering auras; some had golden hair and handsome, dashing faces; some wore battle armor and were peerlessly beautiful; some held treasured swords, their bearing simple and imposing; some wielded long halberds, mighty and ruthless; some had bird heads and human bodies, with a pair of wings on their backs... One after another, their auras connected, and their magic power poured into the formation diagram as its might constantly awakened.
How powerful and invincible were Dao Integration cultivators? Yet now, ten of them had joined forces to activate the formation diagram and directly suppress him.
Looking at the cultivators attacking from all sides, Lu Xuanji sighed inwardly.
As expected, his enemies were no fools.
They were neither brain-dead nor idiotic. On the contrary, they were exceedingly clever.
They would not take turns throwing their lives away. He had