Inside the sword formation.
Sword light surged in like an ocean tide, terrifyingly dense.
"This sword cultivator at the third layer of the spirit transformation realm really does have some tricks!"
Chen Changming's expression darkened, and he decisively drew the Slaughter Demon Sword.
Boom, boom...
Black sword light flashed, instantly breaking apart the tide of sword light.
With a single strike, Chen Changming slashed into a flying sword, severely damaging it.
"What? He actually broke my sword formation!"
The burly man was aghast, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
Bang! Bang!
Wielding the Slaughter Demon Sword, Chen Changming struck the flying swords again and again, breaking the powerful sword formation.
"Retreat!"
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the burly man hastily recalled his flying swords and gave the order to retreat.
The spirit transformation realm cultivators battling the wandering souls teleported away one after another, swiftly leaving this small world.
Seeing that the battle was lost, the white-robed man shot Chen Changming a resentful look and hurriedly fled as well.
This body cultivator was far too powerful.
Even joining forces, the two of them at the third layer of the spirit transformation realm were no match for him.
For now, their only option was to flee as quickly as possible.
Then they would find reinforcements, make a comeback, and reclaim his life-bound Spirit Treasure.
"Kill! Kill!"
The wandering souls had little intelligence. When they saw their opponents fleeing, they actually turned to attack Chen Changming.
Sword light flashed.
Chen Changming unleashed the Slaughter Demon Sword Art, annihilating every wandering soul that charged at him.
The Slaughter Demon Sword had an even greater advantage than the Pure Yang Sword Art when killing these ghostly beings. Often, a single sweep of the blade would turn a wandering soul