So what if the other side was strong?
Nie Yun's will was like steel. Since he had decided to save this Heavenly Dao, he would not waver.
Cultivation was like rowing against the current. Without unwavering confidence and an unshakable will, dreaming of attaining greater strength was nothing but a fool's dream.
"No? You dare say no?"
The middle-aged man had not expected him to say such a thing, openly rejecting his decision. His gaze turned cold.
Openly contradicting him was equivalent to openly contradicting Ashoka King's decision. It was an utterly rebellious act of courting death.
"Why wouldn't I dare?"
Nie Yun chuckled, light shooting from his eyes. "Release him!"
With a flick of his wrist, the Dawn Sword shot forward like a frigid gleam.
After being reforged by him, the Dawn Sword had become even more powerful. A single thrust was like carving out a Heavenly Dao. No one could see the trajectory of the sword technique; they could not even see how he had drawn his sword before its tip had already appeared above the great Formation.
Crash!
The space of the Chaos World tore apart like thin paper. The Formation formed by eighteen Heaven-Repelling Realm experts did not last even half a breath before collapsing.
"Courting death!"
The middle-aged man had not expected Nie Yun to truly dare attack, much less strike with such ferocity and directly destroy the Formation. With an angry roar, countless rays of light shot from his palm, stabilizing the Formation again. Then he abruptly turned and jabbed out with one finger.
Nie Yun had already seen through him. Though his moves were formidable, only his Soul Force was strong; its coordination with his physical body was not particularly high.
After all, this body was one he had seized after descending with