But after the three great formations were broken, all the Grandmaster experts presiding over them suffered backlash from the formations. Their auras were unsteady, their faces deathly pale, and less than half of their combat strength remained.
Even if these Grandmaster experts had all been at their peak, they would have posed no real threat to Qin Yan.
With his current strength, he could wipe out dozens of people below the Grandmaster realm with a wave of his hand. Before absolute power, numbers were nothing more than a figure.
Tian Xuanzi stared fixedly at Qin Yan, then glanced at the Darkness Altar, towering like a mountain.
That aged yet imposing face was filled with unwillingness.
He had prepared so many measures.
Nearly every force in the Central Domain had come. The Mystic Ice Sect had brought the Ice Phoenix Formation, the Pure World Lotus Sect had brought the World-Purifying White Lotus, and the Heavenly Dao Alliance had even gathered the strength of the entire Central Domain to set up the Heavenly Cycle Star Formation.
Yet what had it come to? The vast Cangwu Alliance was about to be scattered by an Outer Realm Demon all by himself.
Qin Yan ignored the complicated emotions in Tian Xuanzi's eyes.
With a flash, he arrived beside the Darkness Altar. He calmly looked toward the aged figure in the distance and said flatly, "Tian Xuanzi, die."
As his words fell, the ink-black flame atop the Darkness Altar abruptly detached itself from the altar, hovering in midair like a dark lotus from the abyss.
Layer upon layer of Darkness Force wildly intertwined around the flame, like countless black threads weaving some forbidden object.
In mere moments, an entirely black lotus slowly bloomed in the void—the Abyss Fire Lotus, the Darkness Altar's innate skill.
The fire