The headless white corpse army launched a frenzied assault on the clan-protecting grand formation, which could no longer fully close. They now held an overwhelming numerical advantage. Wen Kaishan and Wen Tingdao of the Dragon Clan had been temporarily pinned down by three Golden Immortal-level experts and the Thirty-Six Wind-and-Thunder Swords Immortal-Slaying Formation, formed by thirty-six Wind-Thunder Winged Qilin Beasts, as well as the Heavenly Corpse Dark Moon Formation.
Wen Tingdao in particular, the strongest member of the Dragon Clan in the Howling Dragon Mountain Domain, was fighting alone against Lin Yushan, Shun Dongxiao, and the Heavenly Corpse Dark Moon Formation, formed by twenty-four headless white corpses bearing black moon emblems on their chests.
Even in these circumstances, the vast ocean of blue energy in the sky remained mighty and surging, crashing everywhere. Under its endless waves, even the Ten Directions Blood Purgatory, the Wind-and-Thunder Dao Realm, and the Nethermoon radiance shining down from the void all paled into insignificance.
"What a mighty Water-Soaked Dragon, Wen Tingdao!" The pair of Wind-Thunder Wing Mirrors Lin Yushan had summoned had barely released several pillars of wind and thunder before the waves surging up from the void drove them back. As the roiling blue tide repelled the mirrors, it seemed to surge straight into his heart, setting Lin Yushan's emotions churning. At the same time, he felt a dampness seeping into his body—an unbearable discomfort that he could not ignore. But while battling Wen Tingdao, the slightest lapse in concentration could send him tumbling through the air. He had no time to deal with this discomfort within him.
The Heavenly Corpse Dark Moon Formation, formed by twenty-four headless white corpses bearing black moon emblems on their chests, could not match Lin Yushan and Shun Dongxiao individually, but it was still equivalent to an