"Nine Heavens Revolve!" Chen Fan ignored them and fully activated the Eight Trigrams Formation. The spiritual energy around them grew increasingly dense, the Eight Trigrams on the ground spun at high speed, and a vast, mysterious killing intent abruptly shrouded a hundred-meter radius. The halo around Chen Fan's body shattered outright.
Everyone's faces turned pale once more. The dark-faced man's legs gave out beneath him, and he collapsed to the ground. Only Mo Bai was sent flying out of the Eight Trigrams Sword Formation by a deft force, landing in an open patch of ground.
He stared at the sword formation enveloped in white mist, utterly dumbfounded, as though he had yet to process what had just happened.
"Young man, why did you only come out now?" At that moment, a childish voice sounded beside Mo Bai.
"Huh? You..." Mo Bai froze, then abruptly turned around. That bald, ugly bird had somehow appeared here again.
"Didn't you run away?" Mo Bai asked.
"What nonsense! Am I that kind of person?" Bald Bird widened his eyes and glared at Mo Bai with righteous indignation. "I am an ancient immortal spirit. I had long foreseen that this brat would deploy a sword formation, so I came out ahead of time, that's all."
"Uh..." Mo Bai was left speechless. This was the first time he had seen such a strange Monster Beast—and one so shameless. It had clearly fled, yet it could still come up with such an excuse.
"Damn it, you don't believe me?" Bald Bird shouted angrily, but his overly childish voice carried not the slightest intimidation.
Roar!
At that moment, another two thunderous roars came from within the sword formation, drawing Bald Bird and Mo Bai's attention back.
The roars rang through the skies. The two enormous dragons circling and