As the sword light rose again, Li Shao stood motionless within the Ring Hall. He merely activated the protective magic artifact he carried, shielding his entire body.
The few of them had already discussed their countermeasures on the way.
Although this sword cultivator came and went without a trace, fleeing with the light, the sharpness of his sword strikes was not overwhelmingly fierce. Suitable magic artifacts could withstand them.
But the one most worthy of vigilance was still the person hiding in the shadows and employing the Illusory Reality Art. This was an utterly terrifying opponent. In the midst of an intense battle, neither side could afford the slightest error in any attack or defense. If an illusion arose and caused a lapse in judgment, one's life would be forfeit.
And when a sword cultivator worked together with such a person, it became all the more daunting.
To deal with this situation, one of the four of them needed to refrain from joining the battle and instead focus on steadying the mind. So long as their mind remained fused with the surrounding heaven and earth at every moment, they would not be led into doubt by the abruptly intruding Illusory Reality Art.
Li Shao did not trust anyone else with this task. As the leader of this offensive, he naturally took it upon himself.
After that sheet of sword light appeared in the field, it did not slash toward them this time. Instead, it descended upon the flying vessels around them. In the space of a breath, countless sword lights seemed to leap and flicker across the vessels. One flying vessel after another was cleaved apart and fell from the sky.
Li Shao watched coldly without stopping it. With more than half the fleet damaged, it could no longer form