Gu Huai'an forced the true essence in his body into motion, directing his flying sword through the void with his divine sense. He barely managed to repel the incoming dharma treasures again. Seeing his father arrive beside him, he gritted his teeth. "I can still hold on."
Gu Yuanqing smiled. "Going too far is no better than falling short!"
"Gu Yuanqing, you finally came out! Die!" An elderly Mahayana cultivator's eyes lit up. He struck without hesitation, his blade light tearing through the air with the momentum of Heaven and Earth behind it.
The Demon Emperor laughed loudly and swung his claw. The void shattered, and though his attack came later, it arrived first.
Farther back, several people who had long been prepared shouted in low voices, "Raise the formation!"
Runes intertwined in the void, which transformed into a mystic mirror. Black light shrouded them from above.
A supreme Great Demon threw back his head and roared. His demon aura merged with his voice, becoming a frenzied dragon that swept toward them.
The besieging cultivators unleashed one attack after another. These divine abilities, spell arts, and dharma treasures were considerably more powerful than before.
Clearly, only now that Gu Yuanqing had appeared did they bring out their true trump cards.
Faced with such an assault, both Li Chengyi and Gu Huai'an paled slightly. Had either of them faced it alone, they would have suffered grievous injuries even if they survived.
Gu Yuanqing merely raised his head calmly. First, he glanced at the approaching claw of the Demon Emperor. That claw, which weapons could scarcely harm, exploded out of thin air, and the entire hand and arm burst into a mist of blood with it.
The blade light following close behind shattered soundlessly.
Before the black light from the mystic mirror