When Ning Fengzhi raised his hand and sent down the first enhancement, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda had already lit up half the night. Its radiance swept over rooftops and treetops, falling on Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo. Almost simultaneously, the Seven Kill Sword suspended high above plunged downward. Before its edge even touched the ground, its crushing sharpness tore through the air, forcing the Spirit Masters at the front to halt together.
Someone roared and activated a defensive soul skill. Several layers of soul power barriers in different colors swiftly overlapped, but when the Seven Kill Sword truly descended, the outermost defense lasted only a moment before cracks spread across it. The second layer immediately caved inward. By the time the sword energy swept through, the entire force had been brutally cleaved in two. Shattered stone and blood sprayed to either side, and a deep scar cut through the ground from front to back.
The attackers did not fall into complete disarray. Those at the very front did not even look back. Several Spirit Masters skilled in defense stepped forward to fill the gap, while those behind swiftly scattered to either side. Within a few breaths, the force that had been crowded along a single route split into several groups again. Some pressed deeper into the sect, some seized positions on the flanks, and others began testing the retreat route Bone Douluo had sealed.
Clearly, they had already prepared a response in case the surprise attack failed.
Bone Douluo stood near the retreat route without moving to meet the first few charging toward him. Only when one of them actually entered the space before him did the surroundings abruptly twist, as though space itself had slipped out of alignment. The man charged straight ahead, yet his foot landed