Killing the City Lord, the Old Ancestor Makes a Move

With a roar, everyone saw countless formations rise from within several Chaotic Ancient Cities, densely packed beyond measure.

Clearly, this had been prepared long ago. The several ancient cities had somehow been linked together, ready to unleash their effect.

In but an instant, an immense and boundless aura erupted.

Ling Xiao looked up. In every direction between heaven and earth were transparent runes like starlight, while fragments of the Great Dao danced through the sky, drifting down like snowflakes.

This power was simply inexhaustible. In an instant, Ling Xiao felt an immense suppressive force descend upon him.

Moreover, he discovered that once this formation activated, it nearly sealed off space and time. Even with his strength, shattering the void would be difficult.

"This is a formation created by the Ancestor of Formations. No matter how vast your divine abilities, you cannot escape it."

"This City Lord had intended to lure you to my residence and grant you a swift death, but you refuse to appreciate kindness. Then don't blame me for being merciless!"

Gu Daokong laughed wildly, completely revealing his true face.

"You slaughtered in every direction on the Mythic Battlefield, but regrettably, this is where you will be buried. After killing so many young titans, you still dare to show yourself so brazenly. I'd say you don't even know how the word 'death' is written!"

"Even a powerhouse at the eighth turn of the half-step Great Dao realm would have only one road here: death. Accept your fate!"

"Brothers, why waste words on him? This brat is somewhat strange. We should end this quickly!"

The other city lords stood proudly in the four directions, their faces icy as they pronounced Ling Xiao's final judgment.

At this moment, all the formations and runes overlapped and intertwined, erupting with power capable