Crack!
Under the aristocratic clan disciples' frenzied attacks, the Trapping Formation's barrier finally groaned beneath the strain. Spiderweb cracks spread from its top, swiftly covering the entire dome.
"Break!"
A vicious gleam flashed in Feng Tianmu's eyes. The Blazing Wind Fan erupted with dazzling, icy light and slammed into the thickest cluster of cracks!
Boom!
The barrier shattered on impact, dissolving into a sky full of specks of light.
"Go!" Without pausing, Feng Tianmu shot toward the golden pillar of light! Behind him, Mu Cheng and the other clan and sect disciples followed close, their eyes bloodshot.
Within the safe zone beneath the pillar of light.
Yun Qing withdrew the hand stroking Little Radiant Chick's down and slowly rose.
The formation had been built with crude materials, and the rogue cultivators maintaining it had limited cultivation. Holding these clan disciples until now had already stretched it to its limit.
But that was enough.
The streaks of light racing toward him reflected in his double pupils, and a cold smile curved his lips.
"Well, well, you 'chosen prodigies'..." His mocking voice carried clearly across hundreds of yards to Feng Tianmu and the others. "You got here pretty fast, didn't you?"
Before his words had faded, he lifted his right hand, spread his fingers, and pressed down through the air at Feng Tianmu, who led the charge!
"Chaos, suppress."
A crushing force abruptly descended! It was as though Yun Qing's will had briefly shackled a small stretch of heaven and earth, making even space thick and sluggish.
Feng Tianmu's charge suddenly faltered, as though he had plunged into a mire!
At the same time, Feng Ling'er lightly raised her delicate hand. Dozens of fine needles gleaming with eerie blue light shot out soundlessly, targeting legs, joints, and acupoints with vicious precision. The