Before Celestial Xia's formation, streaks of rainbow-like escape light crisscrossed the sky, circling and drifting.
They seemed to come from nowhere and vanish into nothingness, as though without beginning or end. Gazing outward from before the formation, they blended with the flowing lights of the distant void, making it impossible to tell which shone more brightly.
Zhang Yu stood at the very forefront of the great formation, with the immense Two-Realm Passage directly behind him. He himself stood precisely at the center of the circling streams of light, as if all things revolved around him.
Two streams of sword light drifted about outside him. The clear aura around his robes and sleeves occasionally collided with the incoming Dao techniques, and he directly dissolved most offensive Dao techniques.
Meanwhile, the Hearing Seal and Eye Seal shrouded the entire field. So long as those transformative techniques showed the slightest sign of gathering force, or were directed at him, sword light would point from afar, forcing their users to halt and retreat.
After watching for a while, he saw that Origin Xia's tactics this time were actually quite reasonable. They did not seek to injure him, only to restrain him and prevent him from leaving. Each of them also prioritized self-preservation.
These people were exceedingly cautious as they circled around him. The instant there were signs of a Dao sound being uttered, they promptly withdrew. If they could not retreat in time, fellow cultivators in the rear, skilled in escape techniques, would use their arts to carry them away. After all, when the Word Seal spoke, the auras of the treasures they carried could always block it for a moment. So long as they were not carelessly fixed upon by Zhang Yu, there were still ways to escape.
Even if they truly spotted