Ying Wu flipped her palm and tossed a cyan pill into her mouth.
The next instant, a faint blood mist rose from her body. Her somewhat unsteady aura surged explosively, returning to its peak in the blink of an eye!
She raised her eyes slightly, cold glints shooting in every direction.
"Split Light—Myriad Swords Exterminate Evil!"
Ying Wu seemed to pour all her strength into this move. The spiritual power she had just regained rushed once more into the sword formation.
Ying Wu's ten fingers danced like afterimages, sending one sword seal after another into the sword formation.
Her face visibly paled.
The spiritual power that had only just filled her was being frantically drained by this move, Myriad Swords Exterminate Evil, and her aura once again became unsteady.
"Clang—"
All one hundred and eight flying swords trembled in unison, their hum resounding without end and shaking the heavens.
In an instant, each flying sword continuously split into sword shadows.
Tens of thousands of sword shadows densely filled the sky within the sword formation.
"Go!"
With Ying Wu's soft cry, countless sword lights poured down at once.
The first to bear the brunt were the surging clouds of black mist.
The black mist was instantly torn open with gashes after gashes. Like a broken net, it was riddled with holes. The twisted, wailing figures within were also shredded one after another.
Yet those sword lights seemed to have sunk into a mire. The deeper they penetrated the black mist, the slower their momentum became.
The corner of Ming Yuan's eye twitched slightly on his withered face, murderous light blazing forth.
"Even the Residual Calamity Baleful Intent can be torn apart. Ying Wu, this sword formation of yours has truly opened this Sect Master's eyes. But it ends here!"
"Residual Calamity