The blue-robed Daoist was acting rather brazenly now. His aura surged, violent and oppressive, and the power of his magnetic rules covered tens of thousands of kilometers of starry expanse.
Before him stood the battle formation of the Immortal Sect's vast steel fleet. It radiated a chaotic, ponderous pressure that stilled the boundless stars, freezing even the asteroid belts and the Nether Soul-Eroding Astral Wind.
The little magnetic rule power that seeped into it vanished in an instant.
Clang!
The sword intent in Jiang Ding's soul trembled faintly. Through the Tier-Six Combat Support System, it locked onto the soul of the living being tens of thousands of kilometers away, then fell still.
He seemed... a little too weak.
As Jiang Ding merged with the Immortal Sect Army's battle formation, that thought arose in his mind.
"Target locked!"
"Sword intent lock confirmed!"
In an instant, both the battle formation's detection and targeting system and Jiang Ding's sword intent locked onto the enemy. Neither was a step behind the other.
Boom!
The next moment, a massive pillar of annihilating light took shape. Bearing the destructive rules of the Extreme Yang path, it blasted down.
There was no trick to it—just brutal destructive rules, just power vast enough to crush everything beneath it!
Space across tens of thousands of kilometers, including the space around Yuan, froze solid. Even his newly formed magnetic rules were immobilized, unable to shift an inch.
This is bad!
Yuan's expression changed drastically. He snapped out of his brazen mood.
Facing the Immortal Sect's battle formation for the first time, he instantly understood the terrifying predicament its enemies had faced. Before that cannon of destructive rules, his newly formed magnetic rules snapped one after another. It was like mayflies trying to shake a tree, like ants grappling with a