Chapter 185: Mirror Image. The sword lights spun, then shot toward the sword formation, swelling against the wind. Within mere breaths, all of them had grown to a hundred zhang long!
The seal above the sword formation abruptly opened a gap. Twelve hundred-zhang swords descended like heavenly punishment, slashing straight down!
As the giant swords fell, the countless sword lights born within the formation plunged into them like moths into a flame, adding brilliant, multicolored patterns to their pure-white blades.
The aura radiating from the giant swords grew ever more terrifying, ever heavier!
The faces of the Profound Luo Sect cultivators trapped inside the formation changed drastically. They unleashed desperate secret arts, some even burning their blood essence and staking their entire lifetime of cultivation on survival!
The Purple Gold Bell, Mystic Armor Shield, Azure Wood Vine, Crimson Flame Palm... layer upon layer of defenses rose and overlapped, shielding them in a dazzling, impenetrable cocoon.
Yet before these twelve hundred-zhang swords, everything was futile!
"BOOM!"
The twelve hundred-zhang swords crashed down with the crushing force of thunder, carrying enough destructive power to collapse heaven and earth!
The layers of defense that the spear-wielding cultivator and the others had risked their lives to erect vanished silently upon touching the sword edges, like lingering snow beneath a blazing sun.
The Purple Gold Bell cracked and scattered into countless fragments; the Black Tortoise Shield exploded into powder. Green vines disintegrated inch by inch within the sword light, and the flaming palm was crushed by the peerless sword pressure before it even touched a blade!
Wherever the sword light passed, everything became nothingness.
"NO!!!"
"Jiang Tian! May you die a miserable death!!!"
"Ancestor Hong, save us!"
Their shrill, despairing screams had not even escaped the sword formation before the deafening roar swallowed them whole.