"At the North Pole, I sensed the aura of the Immortal-Ending Sword. Not only that, but at the eastern, southern, and western poles, there are each nascent currents of energy similar to yet entirely distinct from that of the Immortal-Ending Sword.
This is very likely him taking the opportunity to establish the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation."
As Defeat Demon's words fell, the other demons each employed their own methods to investigate. Sure enough, they reached the same conclusion as he had.
The demons fell silent once more, each calculating in their hearts. Yet the more they calculated, the more their heads throbbed.
They hesitated, unable to make up their minds.
At present, holding on to what they had gained was already their only way out.
But now, their opponent had clearly left nothing to chance. Even while entangling with them, he had not forgotten to leave a trump card to cut off their retreat.
It seemed there were only four swords at the four poles, with no formation diagram in sight.
Moreover, the four swords blanketed the entire world. With such a vast range, their power ought to be diminished.
By all reasoning, given everyone's cultivation, it was not as though they had no chance of enduring it.
Yet deep in their hearts, an unending sense of danger lingered around them.
"That little Daoist is called Ling Daoqing, right?" Essence Demon seemed to be talking to himself, yet also seemed to be asking everyone else. "Where is he now?"
"Yes!" The demons exchanged glances, a sharp gleam flashing through their eyes.
"Hold back the Eight Immortals, then join forces and kill him first!" Defeat Demon slapped the table and shouted.
"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!" Dragon Demon King shook his head and sighed. "His methods are unfathomably mysterious; it is impossible to discern