The Divine Elephant Suppresses Hell Formation was immensely powerful. Even if Gao Xian survived the lightning tribulation and advanced to the seventh rank, he still could not confront the formation head-on.
The White Elephant Demon Venerable used the formation to spur his own Divine Elephant Suppresses Hell divine manifestation. While this increased his mana more than tenfold, it also brought a problem.
The formation's power was too great, and it was external power after all. The White Elephant Demon Venerable could not avoid a trace of sluggishness in wielding it.
Gao Xian perceived that trace of sluggishness and struck with his sword at the very moment the White Elephant Demon Venerable was about to act. Having condensed his essence wheel meant he could wield his own vital essence with absolute control, his command of mana refined down to the finest detail.
His swordsmanship had also reached the master realm, enough to be called superior swordsmanship even among the seventh rank. On top of that, his seventh-rank Wuji Divine Sword had been refined to the master realm.
This sword strike followed the moment and slipped through the gap; though launched later, it arrived first, its sword light severing the White Elephant Demon Venerable's divine-sense connection with the Vajra Pestle before anything else.
The White Elephant Demon Venerable should not have been slain by a single sword stroke. Yet Gao Xian's strike was incomparably exquisite, cutting off his connection to the formation and depriving his pure-yang Yang Spirit of the formation's mana support.
It was like an ordinary man swinging a massive hammer down with all his might, only for the hammer to suddenly fly from his hands. That imbalance of power was more than even the White Elephant Demon Venerable could bear, throwing the divine manifestation condensed by his Yang Spirit