At that moment, Yao Yulou sensed it as well and shouted, "Grand Heaven Duel, Ling Yusong is running! Stop him!"
As he spoke, he immediately chased after Ling Yusong, but... Bang! Bang! Bang!
Yao Yulou was violently blasted away by the terrifying waterfall-like sword radiance, utterly unable to get close to Ling Yusong.
At the same time, Murong Jianyun and the others froze at his words.
They had never imagined that Ling Yusong, a dignified young master of the Heaven-Soaring Imperial Family, would flee just like that. Most of their formation's power had just been focused on protecting Sikong Jing.
By the time they gathered the full force of the battle-killing formation to stop Ling Yusong, it seemed to be too late.
No matter what, they could only fight desperately...
Murong Jianyun gave a loud order and frantically moved to block Ling Yusong.
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
Massive explosions rang out without end, but by the time Murong Jianyun used a vast amount of Qianyuan Battle-Killing Formation power to rip apart the waterfall-like sword radiance rolling back around Ling Yusong, it truly was too late.
Ling Yusong had already charged out. With one step, he flung off the battle-killing formation's power and stepped onto the clouds, then let out a series of sinister laughs...
"Sikong little trash, or perhaps my little cousin Sikong..."
"Your schemes and ambush truly made this young master's heart tremble with fear, but it's useless."
"As long as I break free from your battle-killing formation's encirclement, all your arrangements will turn to nothing. Your elder cousin is a genius at the Divine Martial Stage. As long as you can't kill me, you'll have no choice but to live in constant dread."
Ling Yusong's calm voice boomed down from the clouds, and the words nearly changed everyone's expressions.