Tongtian's swordsmanship was profound, his sword heart crystal clear.
Then.
He abruptly slashed.
The moment he struck.
Heaven and earth changed color.
Even within the formation's space, countless streams of sword energy rose.
They erupted into chaos in an instant.
Boom!
A deafening crash rang out at once.
Then it slammed against the formation's edges.
The residual force alone made them tremble in an instant.
Then, the sword light swept across.
It struck the boundary.
Hiss!
A faint sound rang out.
Beneath this sword strike, the formation showed signs of cracking.
And that was only the beginning.
Crack!
Beneath the sword light.
The formation's once-solid wall shattered in an instant.
An extremely long breach appeared.
And when he noticed this.
Lu Feng froze.
As expected of Master. His strength really is formidable!
The formation I so carefully laid out is actually about to be broken so easily!
Looks like a mere eight slaying formations aren't enough to deal with you.
In that case...
I might as well unleash all eighteen!
But although Lu Feng thought this, he did not show it.
Instead, he glanced coolly at the scene on the Bright Mirror, pondered for a moment, then snorted.
"To think Heavenly Venerable Yuanshi is this powerful. But no matter how strong he is, it's useless. I still have another trick up my sleeve!"
Naturally, those words were meant for Nuwa.
And when Nuwa heard them.
To be honest, her expression turned rather odd.
Because she could already tell that while Tongtian seemed ferocious now, he was... actually an arrow at the end of its flight.
Watching this, she truly found it hard to believe.
This formation is that powerful?
Surely not!
Even a mighty Saint can't hold out?
Tongtian's strength was exceptional even among the Six Sages.
At the very