"Not good!"
Tian Buyi, Master Shuiyue, and the others, watching from afar, all saw their expressions change dramatically.
They wanted to rush over and help, but Daoist Cangsong and the other Demon Sect experts had them firmly tied down. They couldn't break free at all.
The disciples of Morning Sun Peak and the other branches were even more overwhelmed by the four powerful pressures, struggling to catch their breath.
The sword formation they had set up was like a tiny boat amid raging waves under the combined assault of these four Upper Purity Realm experts, liable to capsize at any moment.
Despair.
An unprecedented despair once again enveloped the hearts of all the Qingyun Disciples.
However, just as everyone thought Li Xiaoyu was certain to die—
Li Xiaoyu, standing at the formation's heart, showed not the slightest hint of panic.
"You finally decided to come out?"
He murmured softly. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
Li Xiaoyu didn't look again at the four attacks capable of destroying heaven and earth.
He merely raised the Immortal-Slaying Gourd in his hand once more, slowly.
This time, no dazzling purple light shone from the gourd.
Nor did it radiate any earth-shaking power.
The Immortal-Slaying Gourd simply hovered quietly in Li Xiaoyu's palm.
It seemed to have become that shabby gourd that could only be used to hold wine.
Yet everyone who witnessed this felt an inexplicable chill rise in their hearts.
Before a storm came, there was always an eerie calm.
"Treasure, please turn around."
As he uttered the incantation,
a thread of golden light, so faint it was almost invisible to the naked eye, flashed out of the Immortal-Slaying Gourd's mouth.
It had none of thunder's might, none of fire's scorching heat, and didn't stir even the