Near Abyss Island, the battle raged fiercely, but the situation had already become clear.
Saint Jiu had been slain, Saint Lu had fled, and Saint San now faced three opponents alone!
Dragon and phoenix blood scattered across the skies, dragon roars and phoenix cries ringing without cease. After such a battle, Yang Qing and the Seventh Generation Master were already covered in wounds. Yet even at their most perilous moment, they had fought to the death without retreating, much less now that Lu Ye had joined the fray.
No matter how strong Saint San was, there was little he could accomplish in such a situation—Lu Ye alone was enough to contend with him, not to mention Yang Qing and the Seventh Generation Master supporting him from the side.
Lu Ye spared no thought for his own safety. Saber light surged in an unbroken stream, advancing without hesitation, all attack and no defense. At this moment, he wanted nothing else but to swiftly slay Saint San.
If they failed to seize such an excellent opportunity, Yang Qing and the Seventh Generation Master's sacrifices and efforts would have been in vain.
Four figures crisscrossed and darted through the air, weaving and shifting as violent Dao Power waves swept in all directions.
It had to be said that Saint San was far stronger than Saint Jiu. Moreover, he had risen from the path of a Sword Cultivator, his killing power incomparably fierce. Even one against three, he still made them feel as though they were facing a thorny adversary.
This was also the greatest reason why the Seventh Generation Master had become covered in wounds not long after clashing with him.
The Tower of Time had already been summoned, and the Power of Time and Sequence flowed throughout the surroundings, restraining Saint San.