Above the cloud vault of the Nine Heavens, astral winds surged in vast waves, and Immortal Qi hung in a misty haze.
The four Saint Shadows of Laozi, Primordial Heavenly Venerate, Jieyin, and Zhunti were hidden deep within the layered clouds, looking down upon the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation that stretched across heaven and earth below, its Killing Intent towering to the skies.
Master Tongtian's saintly words that had just resounded through heaven and earth still echoed in their ears. That proud bearing of facing four Saints alone and looking down upon all the heavens was like a heavy stone pressing upon the hearts of the Saints.
The four of them looked at one another in pairs, and for a time, all fell silent.
The atmosphere atop the clouds congealed to the extreme. Everyone knew the terror of the Immortal Slaying Formation. It was the foremost killing formation of the Prehistoric Era, an unrivaled formation of slaughter, and since time immemorial, only the combined power of four Saints had ever held a chance of breaking it.
Master Tongtian's wager this time was tyrannical to the extreme, yet it had also seized the lifeline of the entire Investiture of the Gods Calamity, forcing them into a dilemma where advance and retreat were both difficult.
Only when Master Tongtian's dark Dao shadow at the Formation Eye withdrew all its divine light and vanished into the sword formation did the suspended pressure ease slightly.
Only then did Zhunti, who had endured in silence for so long, take the lead in breaking it. A few traces of anger and urgency colored his brow as he looked toward Primordial Heavenly Venerate at his side, his tone carrying a hidden dissatisfaction.
"Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, this Tongtian is truly far too arrogant and overbearing!"
"He actually dares