"Hiss..."
At that moment, even Tongtian could not help drawing a sharp breath.
As the Master of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Array, his mind was linked to the four Immortal Swords, and he sensed what was happening more clearly than anyone else.
The Elder of Chaos's Mudra Seals were far too uncanny.
That was right!
Uncanny!
Formless and intangible, impossible to grasp, yet seemingly omnipresent, they resembled a power of annihilation born from the origin of Heaven and Earth, silently eroding the Immortal-Slaying Sword Array.
The formation's trajectories, once violently surging and ceaselessly revolving, seemed to have been shackled by invisible chains before this power, suppressed in an instant.
It felt like a wild horse that roamed freely across Heaven and Earth suddenly having all four hooves bound.
It possessed the strength of ten thousand tons, yet could not gallop a single step.
And that was only the beginning.
Immediately afterward, even the surging laws and order of the Sword Dao that Tongtian had unleashed were erased by an inexplicable power, vanishing without a trace.
The sword intent that had flowed through endless ages, the slaughtering dao rhythms branded into the Immortal Swords, began peeling away layer by layer, gradually fading into oblivion beyond his control.
Tongtian knitted his brows, his face dark and still as deep water, and growled:
"Damn it, what kind of technique is this?"
His voice carried an unprecedented gravity.
Since attaining the Dao and becoming a saint, he had weathered the Dragon-Han Tribulation, the Witch-Demon Tribulation...
When had he ever encountered such an uncanny power?
It erased the very foundation of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Array's existence, negated the order governing the laws of the Sword Dao, and denied every trace this strike had left between Heaven and Earth.
But regardless of his reaction, the once world-shaking