The phenomenon grew ever more intense, heralding Yin Bancheng's imminent breakthrough.
Burning Mountain surveyed the situation.
By now, the men he had brought had suffered casualties, and the Traceless Sect had also lost many disciples.
Jing Bianyun was gravely wounded as well.
If they wanted to stop Yin Bancheng from breaking through, this was their best chance.
However, when Burning Mountain turned his gaze toward Gong Mingze and Xiang Haoqian, he hesitated again.
With his strength, he certainly had nothing to fear from either man.
But there was one thing even Burning Mountain had to admit.
Together, the two were strong enough to fight an ordinary divine martial peak cultivator. Even he would struggle to break through their blockade.
Yet retreating just like this...
They could not accept that either.
After all, they had already paid a considerable price to get this far. Retreating now would mean all their efforts had been wasted.
At that thought...
Burning Mountain's expression hardened. In an instant, flames surged into the sky, forming dozens of Golden Crows that swooped toward the two men.
At the sight, regret crossed Xiang Haoqian's face, but he had no choice but to activate the Sword Formation and unleash a killing move.
Boom! Boom!
The skies above the Traceless Sect had become a battlefield.
Dozens of divine martial realm cultivators clashed, their shock waves scarcely weaker than those of an ordinary Heavenly Being.
At this point, no one else intervened.
For the spectators, the moment that would decide the Traceless Sect's fate had arrived.
High in the sky...
An ocean appeared across the heavens. Above its boundless waves, a bright moon slowly rose, competing with the sun for radiance.
Bright Moon Rising Over the Sea!
A terrifying aura surged from the bright moon, making the void tremble violently.
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