The red-robed cultivator grew anxious and launched an assault, intending to break the formation by force. The Scarlet Sun Bird understood his intent as well, and man and demon joined forces to attack. But with only the two of them, how could they possibly break out of the formation?
The red-robed cultivator secretly seethed. If they had listened to me from the start and attacked together, we might not have failed to break this formation.
The Seven Absolutes Cold Mist Sword continuously devoured spiritual energy, its radiance growing ever brighter. Qi Yuan was even more astonished. A spiritual treasure's advancement into a transformed spiritual treasure did not usually take long; if it had been any other spiritual treasure, the advancement would have been completed long ago. Yet the Seven Absolutes Cold Mist Sword still showed no sign whatsoever of finishing its advancement.
Watching the Seven Absolutes Cold Mist Sword advance, Yan Chihuo could not help groaning inwardly. Having transformed into the Five Peaks Heaven-Burning Wind-Rending Diagram, he had trapped the four humans and four demons within it, only to discover that he was now riding a tiger and unable to dismount. None of those four humans or four demons were weak. Yan Chihuo believed he could kill them, but he feared he would suffer grave injuries himself as well.
He had acted this time partly because he could not stand the Cultivators of Spirit Island, and partly to temper his swordsmanship. Saving Qi Yuan had merely been like beating the grass and flushing out a rabbit—something incidental. He did not trust Qi Yuan much. If he were seriously injured, it was not impossible that Qi Yuan would turn on him. Moreover, Qi Yuan's actions just now could certainly be said to have come in aid of him, but it would