"Right there! Three inches below the Yao-Guang position, a sealing node loosened for an instant!"
A sharp gleam flashed in True Lord Tianjue's eyes.
An opening!
Li Yunjing's main body sensed it at the same time.
Just then, another upheaval struck!
Perhaps his prolonged assault had yielded nothing, or perhaps he feared further complications if he delayed. A vicious glint flashed in Luo Tian's eyes. He abruptly bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood essence onto the Pojun Halberd!
"Lord Nangong, aid me!"
He roared, his aura surging violently. A phantom of divine sense rose behind him, far surpassing his own power and radiating majesty and chilling severity. Though indistinct, its terrifying pressure belonged to the peak of the Return to Void Realm, making the other three pale!
"Nangong Wang's divine sense avatar!"
Xing Chanzi cried out in alarm.
"Luo Tian, how dare you-"
Sword Lord Xuansha was both shocked and furious.
The divine sense phantom raised a hand and pointed. A black ray, condensed to the utmost, shot forth. It targeted no one, instead piercing straight toward the node where a crack had just appeared in the altar's barrier!
Crack!
This time, the barrier could endure no more. A clear shattering sound rang out, and a visible fissure spread across it!
A breach had been forcibly torn through the seal!
"Now!"
Almost the instant the fissure appeared, True Lord Tianjue moved!
He had long been poised to strike. His figure became a distorted gray streak, moving at astonishing speed. Seizing the moment when Nangong Wang's divine sense avatar intimidated the four Return to Void cultivators, he shot toward the fissure like a ghost!
"You dare!"
"You court death!"
The four Return to Void cultivators recovered, shocked and enraged. Their attacks instantly swung toward True