Seven sword cries rang out at once, and the Big Dipper Star Chart abruptly contracted.
The lotus platforms beneath the Sword Pavilion disciples' feet exploded, their petal fragments condensing into seven Sword Dragons.
Wherever their tails swept, space shattered like a mirror, revealing Chaos Currents drifting through the depths of the void.
Gray, misty patterns flowed through Jiang Shu's eyes. He suddenly caught the sword tip stabbing toward his brow, and the Devouring Black Hole that erupted from his fingertip swallowed the entire Sword Dragon.
"What is this?"
The Green Shirt Sword Cultivator's pupils contracted. He shouted, "Primordial Law? Change formation, quickly!"
The seven disciples' sword gestures shifted rapidly, and their Natal Sword Artifacts suddenly fused into a hundred-zhang giant sword.
A bronze beast head appeared on the hilt and opened its gaping maw, spewing black sword intent as viscous as tar.
The moment this sword intent hit the ground, it transformed into Sword Puppets with three heads and six arms. Each joint was set with a miniature Sword Pavilion signboard.
They had actually refined the fortune of an entire faction into a killing move!
The Mechanical Giant seized the opportunity to retreat three hundred li. Its chest armor split open, revealing cannon muzzles that rotated a full 360 degrees.
Silver-white Liquid Metal suddenly surged from the depths of the abyss. The instant it met the air, it solidified into barbed chains, joining the Sword Pavilion's Sword Puppets to form a pincer attack.
The space around Jiang Shu compressed to a radius of ten zhang, and the gravity index soared to a million times normal. Even the Chaos Thunder Dragon's scales began to crack apart.
"So you can only gang up on people?"
Jiang Shu suddenly grinned, and the Sky Swallowing Mirror flew out from between his brows.
The Sword