Lu Xiaotian was astonished, but the yellow-robed female cultivator and the gloomy young man outside the grand formation looked even more shocked.
"Damn it! This guy's strength is already no weaker than a Nascent Soul Middle Stage Cultivator. Using only one Nascent Soul to activate this formation, we might not be able to take him down."
"We'll enter the formation together and kill him with our combined strength." Killing intent surged in the yellow-robed female cultivator's eyes. "But you'll have to control the formation and hold back the enemy at the same time. Can you really manage it? I can't say for sure that I can handle him alone."
"Don't worry. This isn't my first time controlling this formation." The gloomy young man gave a sinister chuckle. He swept his palm across the enormous blood cauldron, opening a small gap in it. After exchanging a glance with the yellow-robed woman, the two of them slipped into the formation one after another.
Within the formation, phantoms of blood qilins began gathering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Aoo---
The blood qilin phantom let out a long howl and charged at Lu Xiaotian.
Lu Xiaotian raised his brows. The Misty Flying Sword slashed out with astonishing speed, cleaving the blood qilin in two. It transformed into a streak of blood light and fled into the blood-colored cauldron.
At that moment, the other blood qilins also pounced upon Lu Xiaotian one after another.
The Misty Flying Sword around him split apart and successively slew several of them. When he saw the yellow-robed woman and the gloomy young man enter the blood cauldron one after another, Lu Xiaotian immediately understood their plan. The instant the two of them broke into the cauldron, Lu Xiaotian controlled the sword formation and swept it around,