"How... how could this be possible?!" Lu Ruochang, far away, found it utterly unbelievable. She almost wanted to fall to the ground in grateful tears and worship! If she had known that Ji Hong was the one who had brought this about, she might even have chopped off a chicken's head, burned yellow paper, and sworn sisterhood with Ji Hong!!!
"Quick! We must immediately slow..." Lu Ruochang had just begun to give the order when her gaze fell upon the panicked swordsmen. At this moment, these swordsmen looked completely like... oh, not merely like—they truly were a routed army. Why keep pretending? Why slow down at all?
Lu Ruochang raised her eyes to the night sky ahead, clapped her hand, and took out a flying sword. With a surge of sword essence, the flying sword streaked away in a beam of light...
Less than half the time it took to eat a meal later, the same flying sword returned. Lu Ruochang caught it and inspected it briefly. A faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, while threads of coldness flashed in her eyes. Then she turned to look at the approaching radiance of magic treasures in the distance, then at Zhu Chengye and Ruoling nearby. Without saying a word, she merely extended the index finger of her right hand and swayed it from side to side in midair. The flawless white finger emitted a faint sword gleam in the night!
Of the nearly seventy thousand swordsmen, most panicked when they saw the cultivators pursuing them. Yet there were naturally no lack of clever people who immediately recalled the sword message Lu Ruochang had sent before falling into the great formation. They remembered the Four Directions Sword Array she had mentioned ahead, and at once their spirits soared again!