(Extra chapter released, recommendations requested!)
Lu Xiaotian pulled the bowstring once more, using his secondary Primordial Spirit to manipulate the yin-yang fish.
With a whoosh, that astonishing hammer suddenly smashed through the defense of the Eight Trigrams Locking-Demon Formation, and seeing as it was about to land on Di Kun's head, Di Kun naturally could not let that giant hammer come down. Low-slung on all fours, amidst an angry roar, a silver-gray phantom of Di Kun surged out from its physical body with tangible substance, directly pouncing and biting at the spiked mace. For a moment, it remained deadlocked with the spiked mace, though Lu Xiaotian quickly noticed that this avatar emitted by Di Kun probably could not hold out for much longer. With Di Kun's speed, after being delayed like this, it could also leisurely escape the direct strike of the spiked mace. It was just that to prevent Di Kun from being struck directly a moment ago, the defensive power of the Eight Trigrams Locking-Demon Formation had been consumed quite a bit.
If he let it attack the formation, then even if they exterminated this person, the formation would probably suffer a certain degree of damage. This set of the Eight Trigrams Locking-Demon Formation was not easy for him to refine; once damaged, if it were somewhat severe, it would very likely fall apart at the last hurdle. Wanting to repair it back might require spending even more time. He had managed to refine this set of formations to initial success with great difficulty; once refined into a complete Eight Trigrams Locking-Demon Formation, not only would both attack and defense rise to another level, but it also would not be damaged so easily.
Not all formations were as heaven-defying among cultivators of the same rank as the Seven-Star