This was no formation at all, but a space forcibly isolated by an immensely powerful method.
In other words, Ye Lin had sealed off the entire area with his absolute strength.
Such a feat consumed a vast amount of immortal power every single moment. Even supreme prodigies like them would not dare do such a thing.
The expenditure was simply too terrifying. He could not imagine that Ye Lin could be so ruthless.
"I refuse to believe you can trap me."
On the other side, Yang Tiangang was not as shaken as Xuanyuan Tufeng. He lightly placed a hand on the hilt of his saber, a sharp saber gleam flashing through his eyes.
"I have studied the saber since childhood. Even now, I only know three saber techniques. The first is Draw-Saber Slash."
Yang Tiangang murmured, and his aura swiftly rose. Streaks of saber light curled around him, and in that instant, he changed—becoming utterly unfamiliar.
He seemed to become a saber, a true saber, as though he had completely merged with the long saber in his hand. He was the saber, and the saber was him.
"Slash."
Yang Tiangang's aura grew increasingly heavy with time. Once it had accumulated to a certain point, he suddenly let out a low roar, and the long saber in his hand swept upward.
Whoosh...
A piercing sound tore through the air. The next moment, a saber gleam a million zhang long appeared between heaven and earth—pure Sword Qi, Sword Qi without the slightest impurity.
The Sword Qi effortlessly tore through space, ripping the entire space apart with saber Qi as though it were made of paper.
Seeing this, delight flashed across Yang Tiangang's face. He swiftly sheathed his saber and stepped forward.
From this moment on, the sea was wide enough for fish