Rumble!
The Heaven-Imprisoning Lock rampaged like a colossal silver dragon outside the gates of the Sacred Land's Interception Sect.
The Myriad Immortals Formation teetered on the verge of collapse, utterly unable to withstand the storm of attacks from an expert at the Eighth Heaven of the Dao-Unification Realm.
Ying Dang struggled desperately to hold on, blood pouring from all seven orifices. His internal organs had long since been shaken into a pulpy mess!
"Nan Yi, are you still not going to help?"
"If the formation falls, you'll be the first to die!"
"Aah!!"
With a mighty shout, sword qi surged in every direction within the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, unleashing one final strand of divine radiance.
Yet this resistance was merely the last flight of a spent arrow.
A cold, sinister smile curled at the corner of Xiao Ming's mouth.
"You're all going to die today."
"My White Tiger Hall is destined to become the strongest hall branch in Black Cliff Cave. This so-called Saint Tongtian is nothing but a turtle hiding in his shell!"
"Break!"
Whoosh!
The Heaven-Imprisoning Lock plunged from the heavens like a sweeping ribbon of silver.
The Sect-Guarding Grand Array, already as thin as a cicada's wing, wavered precariously. There was no way it could withstand another strike.
Ying Dang slumped to the ground, his entire body limp. Yet his Sword Dao Space remained fused with the formation, bound to it in life and death!
Mo Hai and the other Dao-Unification Realm elders wore expressions of utter despair.
The force of Yan Tu's earlier self-detonation had already left them gravely injured and unable to rise, let alone fight back.
But even knowing that death was certain,
everyone in the Sacred Land's Interception Sect who still had a breath left-even ordinary disciples at merely the Profound Immortal Realm-unhesitatingly