The sword light was grim, its killing intent biting cold.
With a single sword pressed forward, an immeasurable expanse of snow-white sword light bloomed like tens of millions of lotus flowers, interweaving into a flawless, watertight net.
The pitch-black Bio-Weapons were utterly inconspicuous in the depths of space. Only the faint purple glimmer beneath their scales flickered on and off, like a violet tidal wave poised to drown the entire star system.
Even the Dharma Avatars that seemed like celestial bodies appeared especially frail before that purple torrent.
Yet as the dense snow-white sword net spread, it became like an immovable, towering dam standing before the raging flood.
In the silent darkness, shattered scales and bones, along with fragments of flesh and blood, drifted through space.
Bio-Weapons below the Spirit Transformation Realm exploded the instant they touched the snow-white sword light. Even several Bio-Weapons comparable to Spirit Transformation cultivators let out anguished cries as they were forced back by the sword light.
One person alone had blocked nearly all the Bio-Weapons!
Only then did the Spirit Transformation cultivators from the Yuyao Star System and its neighboring star systems rush out of the grand formation. They stared, dumbfounded, at the Dharma Avatar that had nearly held back every Bio-Weapon.
The strongest among those present were merely late Spirit Transformation cultivators. Spirit Transformation cultivators at perfection had long since gone to the rich regions throughout the Starry Sky or to the Central Continent in pursuit of opportunities to reach the Void Return Realm.
But even late Spirit Transformation cultivators felt their scalps tingle at the sight of the Bio-Weapons surging in like a raging tide.
Especially those several dozen comparable to Spirit Transformation cultivators—having several people work together to restrain one was already impressive, and at best, they could manage one-on-one!
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