Yu Liyang could not even spare a close look at the Jing'an Marquis's final charge. He had to break free before being locked down.
Chongxuan Chuliang, however, deliberately paused, narrowing his eyes as he took in the meteor shower crashing down across the sky.
Flames stretched ten thousand miles, stones fell ten thousand fathoms.
Magnificent and thunderous—a truly spectacular sight.
This was the final afterglow of Sword Peak Mountain, of the Five-Stage Great Formation of Virtue Bearing All Things...
Only after quietly watching for that moment did he raise his blade. The Life-Cutting Blade that seemed to divide heaven and earth merely swept lightly through the air, ethereal as drifting smoke and clouds—
And then it was sheathed.
Everything in the air that people could see had vanished.
The clouds, the fire, the seemingly endless meteor shower... it was as though they had never existed.
One slash cleaved out ten thousand miles of clear sky!
Commanding an army of one hundred thousand Autumn Killing troops and wielding the power of the military formation, Chongxuan Chuliang's killing force was absolutely at the True Lord level.
Yet commanding an army of one hundred thousand was itself a powerful restraint, limiting the commander from moving as freely as those mighty figures whose power rested wholly within themselves.
Throughout history, whenever a military formation had ground down a Dao Derivation expert, the enemy first had to be trapped within the formation, shackled by Soldier Sha, and then battered by ceaseless assaults before it could be done...
That was why Cao Jie had sent Yan Ping to lock down Yu Liyang.
The sky was empty.
After sheathing his blade, Chongxuan Chuliang led his army back on his own initiative. The Autumn Killing Army would not lack the merits it deserved, and for the moment, what