At the edge of the Sword Mound, gray-black baleful energy roiled and surged.
The Heavenly Shuttle silently dispelled its concealment barrier, and Star Moon Demon Saint, Yun Sheng, Heavenly Hatred True Lord, and Changqingzi stepped onto the barren ground strewn with broken swords.
Several hundred yards ahead, the Great Yu Ruler, Yu Cheng'an, was controlling his golden imperial dragon aura, desperately resisting the savage slashes of two humanoid phantoms. The two elders accompanying him had disheveled hair, and the light of their magic treasures had dimmed to almost nothing.
A mighty early Deity Transformation cultivator had been suppressed here so thoroughly that he could not even fight back.
"Hm? People from Chen Family Village!"
Grand Elder Tuoba Hong caught sight of the four out of the corner of his eye, and his expression darkened.
Yu Cheng'an whipped his head around, his gaze locking onto the Seven-Flame Fan in Star Moon Demon Saint's hand before sweeping over Yun Sheng. The gloom on his face instantly gave way to a cruel sneer.
"One Deity Transformation cultivator and three Nascent Soul cultivators, and you dare enter this deathtrap." Yu Cheng'an barked coldly, "This Sword Furnace formation is an ancient killing ground. Let's see how you die!"
As far as Yu Cheng'an was concerned, this primordial sword formation could trap even Divine Transformation cultivators. These people from Chen Family Village would surely be ground into pulp the moment they entered.
Changqingzi hunched his shoulders and hid behind Heavenly Hatred True Lord. "Mistress, that old monster in yellow robes has a point. This formation looks nasty."
"Shut up and stay close."
Expressionless, Yun Sheng lightly tapped the Purple Gold Sword-Nurturing Gourd at her waist with her right hand.
Clang-
The Thirty-Six Azure Cloud Swords shot skyward, becoming thirty-six brilliant streaks of azure light that wove