"You're courting death!"
Gazing at Yang Mei with a piercing glare, Sect Leader Tongtian instantly discerned the other's intent with his keen perception. He let out a cold snort, his figure flickering like a phantom as he materialized before Xuanming in the blink of an eye.
Simultaneously, he shifted the incomparably formidable Immortal-Slaying Sword to his side with lightning speed.
His action carried an unmistakable intent: should Yang Mei dare to charge recklessly forward, he would undoubtedly end up with a couple of extra bloody holes in his body.
However, Sect Leader Tongtian slightly underestimated Yang Mei's strength.
Or rather, in his estimation, upon encountering such a formation, this scoundrel Yang Mei would most likely know when to retreat and drop the idea.
Yet who could have predicted that this fellow would be so resolute, willing to endure the risk of injury just to take down Xuanming at all costs?
"Watch out!!"
Disregarding the Immortal-Slaying Sword radiating biting sword qi entirely, Yang Mei gritted his teeth and barreled straight forward. Sect Leader Tongtian's expression abruptly turned grave as he hastened to summon the Slaughtering Immortal Sword and Immortal-Severing Sword for defensive reinforcement, only to be astonished to discover that four long swords had already materialized out of thin air before Xuanming. Immediately following that, another four long swords gleaming with a cold light emerged, rapidly arranging themselves into two sets of Immortal-Slaying Sword Formations in the blink of an eye.
"Boom!!!"
Barely an instant after Xuanming had sacrificed his magical treasure and successfully completed the formation, Yang Mei crashed into it like an unbridled bull.
In a split second,
as if the heavens and earth were shattering, the entire Zixiao Palace violently shook, nearly collapsing from the sheer force of this powerful impact.
"Th-This??"
Yang Mei, who had previously held