Wang Yue glanced at Ye Hongyu, hesitating. He was afraid she and the others wouldn't be able to hold out. As he pondered, he remembered what the Heavenly Maiden had said about the Haotian world. Wasn't it simply a separate space within another world? A thought struck him, and he tossed out his chessboard. In an instant, the space that had trapped them was isolated into a separate domain. Ye Hongyu and the Paladin Knights vanished from sight, no longer affected by the Tianqing Sect's formation. Only Wang Yue remained.
With no more worries, Wang Yue knew it would be difficult to escape. He would have to unleash a major move right away. He immediately used the Shushan secret technique he had never used before: Sword God.
As soon as he unleashed Sword God, Wang Yue remained trapped inside the formation, but the sword in his Sea of Consciousness suddenly shot out from his upper dantian. It ignored the formation's obstruction completely and soared above it. Then he shouted, "Sword, come!"
The sword that had flown out of Wang Yue's Sea of Consciousness trembled, then came to a standstill. It made no further move and showed no intention of attacking the monks of the Tianqing Sect.
Wang Yue couldn't help feeling puzzled. Why hadn't the technique worked?
Could it be because there was no Sword God in this world?
As he wondered, a streak of light flashed across the distant sky. A sword tore through the air and arrived first, coming to a stop beside Wang Yue's little sword.
Wang Yue recognized it. It was Liu Bai's sword!
Not long after it arrived, another sword came—a broad sword. It was Jun Mo's sword!
Then, one after another, countless swords came flying toward Wang Yue's sword as if on a pilgrimage.