Blade Ants swarmed in formation; immortals fell into the fray. When Blade Ants broke a thousand strong, even Earth Immortals were cut down in the ranks.
Some ballads and verses circulated beyond the domain. They might not have been precise, but they absolutely embodied a certain emotion. When hundreds or thousands of Blade Ants advanced step by step in their species' uniquely disciplined formations, bearing down like a crushing weight, even the most overbearing figures would turn a thought over in their hearts—Wouldn't it be better to avoid their edge?
But for these more than two hundred cultivators, even turning such a thought had become a luxury.
That harmful "storm cloud" was simply too close. The overlapping winds, snow, and smoke ahead had also conditioned them into a fixed pattern of thinking. For a moment, none had expected an enemy that had previously focused on entangling and disrupting them to suddenly hurl out such a lethal move.
The deeper transformations of the Myriad Transformation Demon Domain had yet to reveal themselves, but its illusions had already led everyone straight into a pit!
Too close!
At a distance of no more than four or five li, the savage demonic intent rushing into their faces caused Wan Tengshan, who had just decided to charge forward, and Yu Ci, who had just proclaimed such bold words, to have their words shoved straight back down their throats.
The sword formations that had already gathered speed could not stop their momentum at all. If they forcefully swerved aside, they had to be prepared for the Blade Ant army formation to chop them cleanly in half.
As for a head-on clash, although the formation strength of over two hundred cultivators could be called formidable, one obvious fact remained: below the level of Earth Immortal or Divine