High above, the enormous seven-colored sword of energy trembled slightly.
In the next moment, countless single-colored swords of energy, each a different hue, split away from the main sword.
Yellow, green, scarlet, emerald, orange, blue...
Tens of thousands of swords of energy rained down like a dazzling meteor shower, carrying the murderous might of Heaven and Earth as they swept indiscriminately toward the fleeing Demon Sect fiends below.
Swords fell like rain, and blood flowed like a river.
Screams and wails rose one after another.
Beneath that sword rain, the Demon Sect fiends fell in swathes, like wheat being harvested.
The fierce sword energy tore their bodies apart with ease, turning them into a sky of bloody mist.
At that moment, the plaza atop Heaven-Reaching Peak became a true living hell.
The Qingyun Sect disciples stared blankly at the apocalyptic scene before them, their hearts filled with shock and awe.
This was the power of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation.
This was the mightiest force passed down by the Qingyun Sect for two thousand years, a force capable of protecting the world.
Li Xiaoyu gazed at the sword rain filling the sky, his heart awash with emotion.
He knew it had been Daoist Daoxuan.
At the final moment, Daoist Daoxuan had ignored his own injuries and forcibly activated the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, winning this final victory for the Qingyun Sect.
Li Xiaoyu turned his gaze toward the rear mountain, his eyes filled with respect.
Though this Sect Leader uncle usually seemed gentle and composed, when the sect was in danger, he could summon such unwavering courage and sense of responsibility.
He was worthy of the name of Qingyun Sect Leader.
The sword rain continued for the full time it took an incense stick to burn.
When the final sword of energy