Grinding Millstone Ascends to the Sky

Bone-deep chill erupted across both of them at almost the same time.

"Did you feel that?"

The old Daoist and Hanyu spoke in unison, then both paled.

They looked up together!

A powerful pressure kept sweeping toward them from above.

The gloom over the sky had been swept away, leaving it clear and blue as a wash.

But the pressure bearing down on them only grew stronger.

"What on earth is up there?"

Hanyu's heart trembled. He couldn't help asking.

The old Daoist gave a wry smile and shook his head. He'd been with Hanyu the whole time. If Hanyu didn't know, why would he expect the old Daoist to?

No. They knew!

A flash of inspiration struck them both, and they cried out in unison.

"The formation core!"

The only thing that could be in the sky above the Western Territory was the formation core.

Muzi Li jerked his head up, his face dark as thunder.

"So this is your trump card?"

Forcefully activating the formation core?

That didn't seem like the Yanluo Hall's style.

"No. It's simply time to activate it."

Since the Heavenly Dao Sect had no other arrangements, there was no reason for him to wait any longer.

He'd originally hoped to draw out more of the Heavenly Dao Sect's powerful fighters, but the result had bitterly disappointed him.

Still, if he could kill this hidden pawn, it would be like driving a knife deep into the Heavenly Dao Sect.

That was what Hun Bugui thought as he sneered and beckoned. The millstone, locked onto by his aura, began to stir.

Hanyu watched helplessly as the millstone above his head tore free and flew away. His expression changed abruptly.

"Not good!"

The old Daoist knew what had happened, and he knew what was coming next. His