Inside the formation.
The moment Tongtian saw ten thousand colossal swords appear again.
He crumbled inside.
There was no other reason: he truly was powerful.
Few could rival his mastery of swordsmanship.
But however powerful he was, his strength was not inexhaustible!
The sword formation's attacks, however, seemed endless.
One after another.
He had clearly shattered all the sword qi earlier.
Now it had appeared again.
And it was even stronger!
What the fuck...
Are you toying with me?
Will this ever end?
But... he was helpless.
There was nothing he could do.
He could only swing his sword to defend himself.
In the end, the sword in his hand shattered outright.
Left with no choice, Tongtian switched to the Qingping Sword.
This was the treasure with which he had attained his Dao.
It was more closely attuned to him,
Meanwhile, outside the formation.
The moment she saw the Qingping Sword appear in Tongtian's hand.
Nuwa froze briefly.
Her first reaction was, Oh no, is the truth about to come out?
Then she glanced at Lu Feng.
She found his expression unchanged, save for a few traces of anger gathering between his brows.
Lu Feng knew Nuwa was watching him without even looking at her.
I absolutely cannot give myself away, he thought.
Otherwise, once this is over and Master comes in, who am I supposed to pin the blame on?
This was Nuwa's idea!
Who else should take the fall but her?
"You have some nerve, disguising another treasure as Master's Qingping Sword! Do you think that will make me notice
something amiss and give up on dealing with you? Heh, stop dreaming!"
Lu Feng snapped angrily.
As he spoke, he clenched his fists as though unconsciously.
He seemed genuinely filled with hatred.
But he was only putting on