Jiang Shu's blood roared through him. With every swing of the Desolate Star Halberd, it seemed he could kill a Demon Lord outright.
The terrifying force left the Primordial Xuan Gui caught between advancing and retreating.
Its once peerless momentum was driven back, step by step, until it was nearly gone.
With a roar, mysterious runes appeared on its shell. The surrounding seawater surged into a dark green whirlpool, and seventy-two metal puppets burst from the waves.
A ghostly light flared from the coral crowns atop their heads, and countless poisonous spikes shot toward the fleet like a torrential rain.
It was trying to force Jiang Shu to turn back and defend!
At the Primordial Xuan Gui's level, its intelligence was already on par with that of some Dao Lords. In just a few breaths, it had devised a response.
"Tai Xuan Dao Lord, strike without hesitation. I'll hold them here."
A Dao Lord from the Star Fighting Sect spoke with resounding authority.
Though the Eight Great Sects had long been at odds, since the battle began they had continually learned to work together, uniting their forces.
Besides, as Jiang Shu's fame had grown, the Star Fighting Sect had already drawn closer and closer to the True Martial Sect.
The Star Fighting Sect's flagship blazed with a Black Tortoise Totem. Its tortoise-shell-shaped barrier sent the poisonous spikes flying, though the force of the rebound made blood seep from the mouths and noses of the twelve disciples maintaining the formation.
The Star Fighting Sect's Dao Lord struck at once.
"Form the Heavenly Dipper Big Dipper Formation!"
Seven warships abruptly shifted position. Star patterns lit up along the formation-breaking spikes mounted on their bows, and beams of light intertwined in the air to form a dipper-shaped constellation.
When the fourth auxiliary star