Yang Jiulie sensed the change in the grand formation, and elation surged through him. He poured in every ounce of his cultivation, and "that lamp" behind his head blazed with boundless light...
Just then, a rift in the void suddenly appeared behind Yang Jiulie.
It appeared so abruptly, so swiftly.
The instant Yang Jiulie sensed it, his whole body shuddered, and he dodged like lightning.
The instant he successfully evaded it, his Dao platform collapsed, and that lamp shattered.
Shhk!
Three Dao leaves pierced through the air and shot into Yang Jiulie's brow.
Yang Jiulie's eyes flew wide. "Yin Jiuyou, you deserve to die..."
Before he could finish, the rift in the void returned!
With a shriek, Yang Jiulie was swept into the rift, and it closed...
At the same time, every foundation of the Four Seasons Grand Formation shattered, and the formation stopped operating.
Yin Jiuyou shuddered and slowly withdrew his Dharma Body.
The wondrous spectacle of the Formation Dao was gone.
Before him lay only his Yin Valley.
Dark and cold.
The setting sun slanted across it, casting endless desolation.
A wisp of bloody mist hung in the air, proof that his senior brother had not yet gone far...
On the peak to the left, countless high-ranking disciples of the Yin-Yang Monastery appeared. They looked toward Yin Valley, their faces filled with astonishment.
During the clash just now, even Enlightened Realm Dharma Bodies had manifested, but the formation had screened everything off, leaving outsiders entirely unaware.
Only now, when the Yin-Yang Monastery's most renowned Four Seasons Grand Formation was completely destroyed, were they alarmed.
The disciples desperately wanted to know what had happened, but they still had no way of finding out.
From their side, all they could see over Yin Valley was a black curtain. This was