Shen Luo knew full well how taxing Time Supernatural Power was on Nie Caizhu. Anxiety rising in his heart, he disregarded the consumption of Magic Power and pushed the Golden Light Sword Formation to its utmost limit.
The ten clusters of sword wheels blazed brightly once more, bursting into raging flames of various colors with a whoosh. They were the Heavenly Fire contained within the Pure Yang Swords.
The ten sword wheels instantly transformed into ten miniature suns. Every descending light sword carried Spirit Fire, and their power surged severalfold.
The Dark Beasts that had been struggling to hold on could no longer withstand the attack. Flaming light swords pierced through them one after another, setting their bodies ablaze with multicolored fire. In moments, they were reduced entirely to ashes, leaving only three True Immortal Dark Beasts within the sword formation.
The black mist around the three Dark Beasts also began to collapse at several times its previous speed. Within a few breaths, only a thin layer remained, on the verge of dispersing completely.
Panic appeared on the faces of the three beasts. They exchanged glances, then lunged toward the same spot.
Shen Luo's brows rose at the sight. Though he did not know what the three Dark Beasts intended to do, they were surely making a desperate final struggle. He could not let them have their way.
The sword incantation in his hands changed. Burning light swords rapidly condensed, forming a curtain of sword qi between the three Dark Beasts in the blink of an eye and isolating the two-headed Black Tiger Dark Beast on one side...
The beast slammed into the curtain of sword qi with a bang, and its massive body was hurled backward.
Shen Luo was about to form another curtain of sword qi to separate