The moment that curved blade struck the defensive formation, it sent the barrier teetering on the brink of collapse.
Then a voice rang out. "Oh! This formation skill could withstand a blow from me? Looks like a second-level formation."
Immediately afterward, a figure slowly appeared before the crowd.
It was a handsome man clad in silver armor.
He was none other than Xie Yue, one of Spirit Hall's three Soul Ancestors!
At the sight of him, everyone instinctively cleared a path. They were plainly deeply wary of him.
After entering the Ruins, Xie Yue had behaved differently from the other two, acting utterly without restraint. The other two at least held themselves back somewhat, rather than treating everyone like dirt and doing whatever they pleased. But he was different. He had already stolen countless opportunities and killed no small number of people, leaving many deeply fearful of him and filled with hatred!
Yet there was nothing they could do. Not only was he powerful, but he also had a mighty backer supporting him! Many hated him so fiercely their teeth ached, but they remained helpless.
What choice did they have? Their strength fell short of his, and so did their backing. They could only swallow the loss!
Still, some people in the crowd paid him no heed, and even cast challenging looks his way!
Among them was Tang Long, the Clear Sky Sect prodigy who had come here this time! He was a three-ring Soul Elder! Although he had only three rings, the destructive power of the continent's number-one tool martial soul was no joke.
There was also Bald Man, the leader of the Body Sect's group on this expedition. He was a three-ring Soul Elder, but thanks to his body tempering, he was not particularly afraid of Xie Yue.