Several days earlier, when he had repelled the first wave of the demonic horde's assault, the East Sea Sword Saint's guidance had given him a clear direction for the third move of the Heavenly Sword Art.
This move was the only method he could think of that might break the deadlock!
His thoughts raced. All his past understanding of the sword dao became ever more lucid and profound at this juncture between life and death.
The Nirvana Sword before him seemed to sense something. It trembled and hummed repeatedly, as though conveying its encouragement and affirmation.
"Heavenly Sword Art: Heavenly Absolution!"
As Su Shi'er spoke, the law followed. The Nirvana Sword before him soared skyward amid towering flames.
As the sword body quivered, waves of invisible force passed directly through the formation surrounding them.
High above the formation, the heavens changed abruptly. Dark clouds rolled in, while lightning flashed and thunder serpents writhed deep within the clouds.
An aura of destruction descended from the sky, engulfing an area of a hundred li in an instant.
The expressions of the three people within the formation changed simultaneously.
"How is this possible? Su Shi'er's move can actually ignore the formation before us?"
Yin Qingxue of the Heavenly Capital immediately spoke.
As he looked at Su Shi'er, his gaze burned with even greater fervor.
"Hmph! So what if he can ignore the formation? The three of us have joined forces—he is bound to die today!"
Fist Emperor Lin Zhanpeng snorted disdainfully.
As soon as he spoke, he moved. His speed increased once more, carrying the momentum of a fierce tiger descending the mountain, determined to kill Su Shi'er on the spot.
Fairy Yun Hua said nothing, but the slender jade fingers plucking at her strings vanished from sight, leaving behind only a chain