"Hmph—just as the Sect Master expected..." Watching Zhang Yuhe flee, Liu Weigang showed not the slightest disappointment. With a cold sneer, he waved the formation flag in his hand. A thick, crimson mist surged from the flag, filling the gap between the clouds. The moment it merged with them, the crimson mist transformed into fine red threads, like blood vessels, rapidly dyeing the surrounding sky. Moreover... as Liu Weigang continuously waved the formation flag, countless clouds emerged from thin air overhead. These clouds were all crimson, utterly unlike the faint white clouds from before!
Seeing that the cultivator's magic power was unfathomable and that he had a magic treasure protecting his body, Zhang Yutong immediately thought of retreating. She and Zhang Yuhe split up and fled in separate directions. After all, only two people were blocking them. Compared to the other, Liu Weigang's cultivation was lower, and the two sisters were Sword Cultivators. Surely, one of them could escape! Seeing the cultivator abandon Zhang Yuhe and pursue her instead, Zhang Yutong felt fortunate—and made up her mind!
Zhang Yutong's sword light was extremely swift. After flying for only a moment, she suddenly saw several white clouds appear in midair. She already understood that this was likely a formation the enemy had prepared long ago. Making a snap decision, she abruptly turned her sword light and shot downward. Yet after descending only several dozen zhang, clouds once again blocked her path! This time, Zhang Yutong did not evade. Like Zhang Yuhe, she spat out a thread of sword aura, lay flat atop her flying sword, and spiraled into the clouds.
The offensive power of Sword Cultivators truly was formidable. As with Zhang Yuhe, Zhang Yutong instantly blasted a gap through the formation Liu Weigang and the others had set up. Just