Rumble! Rumble!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
At that moment.
The Executioner Immortal Sword Light was deftly and swiftly whittling away at the Dao-Union Spirit Vine that Lin Tian had raised to resist it.
Even though Lin Tian's Dao-Union Spirit Vine had long since reached the level of innate chaos.
And its toughness could rival that of a Chaos Supreme Treasure.
Before the Executioner Immortal Sword Light, sharp enough to cleave anything apart, it was still rapidly being worn down, layer by layer.
Although each layer shaved away was exceedingly thin.
It was nonetheless a process in which one side waned while the other waxed.
And in this ebb and flow, the Dao-Union Spirit Vine was clearly weaker than the Executioner Immortal Sword Light!
At that very moment.
Outside the Executioner Immortal Sword Formation.
The three-headed, six-armed Devil Ancestor Luo Hou, blue-faced and fanged, held a great spear of demonic qi that towered toward the heavens.
Beneath his feet lay the Twelfth-Rank World-Destroying Black Lotus Seat.
His eerie faces, wreathed in surging demonic qi, remained calm as he watched the All-Heaven Divine Peak, now completely enveloped by the light of the Executioner Immortal Sword Formation's four swords.
At that moment, his faces bore none of a victor's arrogance or pride.
Instead, a trace of uncertainty lingered in his heart.
"I originally thought that the moment our Executioner Immortal Sword Formation took shape, Vine Dao Venerable Lin Tian would immediately strike back.
"Who would have thought he could remain so composed, allowing us to complete the formation without interference!
"Yet he hasn't made the slightest counterattack... just what medicine is he hiding in his gourd?!"
It was no wonder Devil Ancestor Luo Hou had such doubts.
After all, the entire process of using the Devil Race's enormous Teleportation Array, which spanned a