Chan Master Xiaoyue wore a strand of Buddhist Prayer Beads around his neck, one hundred and eight in all.
He took them off, gathered them between his hands, and pressed hard. All the beads shattered at once, turning into one hundred and eight streaks of demonic light that flew in every direction.
Then he spat out a mouthful of blood essence and rapidly chanted a secret incantation.
The Sword Immortals, monks, dragons, snakes, birds, beasts, Aquatic Beings, Gods and demons, yakshas, and others were all seized by his demonic magic. Of their own accord, they flew into the Twelve All-Heaven Formation overhead!
These were all disciples he had taken in and trained over many years, collectively known as the Eight Classes of Celestial Dragons. He had once relied heavily on them and taken great pride in them, believing that, even if they could not sweep across the world, they were more than enough to rule over a region.
Yet today, two young juniors of the Emei Sect had slaughtered them as easily as chopping up chickens and slicing vegetables. Before the Purple and Azure Swords, they had not the slightest power to fight back. They were utterly useless!
Rage overwhelmed him. He decided to sacrifice them all to the Twelve All-Heaven Fiery Fiend Formation, turning them into demons to strengthen the formation, then fight those wretched Emei maids to the death!
Li Yingqiong and Zhou Qingyun each guided her Immortal Sword, cutting toward the center from the east and west respectively.
At first, Sword Immortals and Gods and demons of every sort rushed out along the way, shouting and cursing as they tried to stop them. But soon, as though answering some unknown summons, the enemies abandoned them and flew into the demon formation high overhead, leaving the two women