Chapter 627: The Real Spectacle! (Please Vote Monthly!)

"How is that possible? He was clearly weak just now!"

The moment Zhuang Shaoyan finished speaking, he felt several streams of Divine Sense sweep over him. Before he could react, several screams rang out behind him.

He swept his Divine Sense over the area and first sensed two chaotic currents of Killing Intent. He knew that aura well: it belonged to an Artifact Cultivation Artifact Formation. His first thought was of the two who had joined them along the way.

But before he could think further, Xu Yan, who had been covering the flank, and the four people she led were already retreating into the distance with their two unconscious subordinates. Several cultivators who had joined the group midway also began to flee.

Just as Zhuang Shaoyan considered retreating too, Zhao Xian roared from ahead, "You've got some nerve!"

His voice still echoed as he charged. An Artifact Formation unfolded around him, and he thrust out a spear, driving several Demon Race souls into shrieks around its tip.

Clang!

An Artifact Formation appeared around Zhuang Shaoyan. His main weapons were a sword and shield. He blocked the strike with his shield, then Killing Intent enveloped his body. He raised his sword high and swung, sending out a blade of energy that rent space apart.

The blow caught Zhao Xian off guard. Perhaps he had not expected such a formidable opponent. As he barely twisted aside, Zhuang Shaoyan's Artifact Formation doubled in size. He ducked behind his shield and charged, trying to smash straight through Zhao Xian.

At the critical moment, a wall of ice appeared. Canglan's spell stopped the charge, if only for a second. But that second was enough for Zhao Xian to recover. His own Artifact Formation swelled, hundreds of Demon Race souls circled his body, and he