The cultivator surnamed Huang and the Mystic Tortoise charged over together. Seeing that Qi Yuan could not evade this blow, Yan Chihuo had no choice but to lend a hand, sending an exceedingly fine thread of sword qi slashing toward the Mystic Tortoise and the cultivator surnamed Huang.
Seeing an opening, the Suanni let out a roar and pounced. Golden light glittered over its body, which was covered from head to toe in sharp blades, making it resemble a monster forged from swords and knives.
With a hiss, the blades on the Suanni's body shot forth, transforming into a net of swords that descended upon Yan Chihuo. Yet the Suanni was deeply calculating. It waited until the sword thread had already swept past before striking, ensuring that the thread could not cut through its sword net.
Just as the Suanni thought that even if Yan Chihuo emerged unscathed, he would at least be thrown into a flurry, Yan Chihuo's body abruptly vanished. A faint breeze blew through the sword net, and Yan Chihuo reappeared.
The Suanni was greatly shocked. "Even if one cultivated wind-escape divine abilities to the level of transformation, they might not reach such a state!" How could it know that Yan Chihuo had not used the wind-escape spiritual divine ability Wind from an Empty Cave, but the Innate Seventy-Two Transformations?
Meanwhile, the thread of sword qi slashed toward the cultivator surnamed Huang and the Mystic Tortoise. The Mystic Tortoise opened its mouth and spat out a ray of rosy light, which condensed in midair into an array diagram.
Black Tortoise spirit beasts were adept at all manner of formations. This Mystic Tortoise carried the Black Tortoise bloodline and thus possessed a portion of its abilities. This array diagram was called the Flying Cloud Formation, skilled in trapping