"The blades have no eyes, so you'd better watch yourself!" The dual-blade cultivator's weapons moved faster and faster. The Purple Luo Star Sword was no more than a dagger-sized gleam—how could it withstand such an assault?
Two fists could not beat four legs; the same went for blades. How could a single short dagger resist the offensive of two long swords? What was more, no one knew what madness had seized the dual-blade cultivator. He only grew faster and faster.
The Mysterious Sorcerer stood to one side and smiled faintly. "Now you know how formidable I am? This is my proudest formation."
The words had barely fallen when Mount Tai descended from the heavens. It came with extreme abruptness. Not only had its aura been concealed, even the sound of tearing through the air had been hidden. The Mysterious Sorcerer did not react at all before he was crushed beneath that colossal force.
This strike shook heaven and made ghosts weep. Anyone claiming its power was lacking had clearly kept their eyes shut. Its ripples rivaled those of the Extraterrestrial Meteor Ball from before, and the entire earth trembled.
As a talisman master, where would he find so many defensive methods? His own body was not strong enough either. That single blow was enough to smash him into pulp.
"Noisy thing." Mount Tai waved a hand and searched for his next opponent again. Having witnessed Mount Tai's might, countless people began to beat retreat.
But it was already too late. The outer perimeter was packed with Bloodthirsty Beasts, numbering well over ten thousand. With numbers like that, even the Devil Master would be torn into pieces if he went out there, leaving not a single scrap of armor behind.
Sun Zhi thanked his own wisdom. Fortunately, he understood the situation.