The No Life Path Lord and the Asura Path Lord grew more alarmed the longer they fought, fearing that if the battle continued, Ning Xiaochuan would wear the two of them to death.
Both had begun to think of retreating, but once Ninth Grade Profound Weapons clashed, it was not up to them whether they could withdraw.
Boom!
In another city region, the bodies of the One Yuan Sect's eight Worldly Detachment Realm Ninth Level martial artists, seated within the formation, burst apart one after another and turned into clouds of blood mist. When the mist dispersed, only eight shattered skeletons remained seated where they had been.
To sustain the operation of the Ninth Grade Profound Weapon, the lifespan within their bodies had been completely exhausted.
Only the Xun Jun Peak Master remained seated at the center of the formation, struggling to hold on. He seemed unable to endure much longer.
The Xun Jun Peak Master was already bleeding from all seven orifices. His body had become incomparably aged, and the wrinkles on his face multiplied as he let out a desolate, mournful howl. "I refuse to accept this... Ah..."
Boom!
His body finally could no longer bear the Ninth Grade Profound Weapon's consumption. His eyes, skull, and chest cavity exploded in succession, leaving behind a ruined body seated in the formation as copious blood poured out!
An Earth Venerable Realm Eighth Level powerhouse had ultimately fallen.
After losing the support of Martial Dao Essence Qi, the glow on the Ninth Grade Profound Weapon, the Cloud Dwelling Sword, gradually dimmed. It shrank from over thirty meters long to only five feet before falling from the sky.
Yet before it could hit the ground, a slender and graceful figure flew out of the darkness. A white veil covered her face, and