"Contract!"
The instant the sword net and wall of Sword Qi took shape, Chen Sheng suddenly shouted and clenched his hand toward the sword net overhead.
In a flash, the sword net that had covered an area thousands of zhang across abruptly contracted, and the wall of Sword Qi began inching inward with it.
Some of the Demonic Beasts trapped inside tried to burrow through the wall of Sword Qi, only to be churned into minced flesh by its thick layers, without exception.
"Enter the formation at once!"
Chen Sheng urged the Demon Cultivators below.
Without another word, the eight Demon Cultivators shot toward the center of the formation like the wind. All of them had now activated their True Demon Forms, their powerful auras sending continuous rumbling through their surroundings.
At this sight, Chen Sheng nodded in satisfaction.
This encirclement was the first task his master had assigned him since his return to the Nine Nether. If he could not even handle this trifling matter, he feared there would be no place for him there in the future.
He then devoted his entire attention to controlling the Sword Formation.
Just as he had said, powerful though this Immortal-Trapping Sword Formation was, he could neither let his attention stray while using it nor withdraw it midway. He had to control it with extreme care, or once the Sword Qi ran wild, the formation would be destroyed and he would die.
Had it not been for these various shortcomings, he would have used it long ago.
Meanwhile, back with Xu Taiping.
"They mean to trap you inside the formation and catch you like a turtle in a jar, Taiping?"
Fairy Lingyue looked up at the sword net overhead, which had stopped contracting, then sensed the powerful auras approaching from all