"Phew..." Ye Yu let out another long breath. Then, with a sweep of his hand, several faint green lights flew out in succession, striking the air some hundred zhang away. Beyond that distance, the dense fog slowly peeled back beneath the green lights, like a layer of fine gauze being lifted away!
Beneath that gauze stood four contingents of sword cultivator disciples. Each wore different sword robes and was stationed around Ye Yu. Every contingent numbered more than ten thousand, surrounding him on all sides.
"Sword Friend Ye!" Once the fog lifted, the Illusion Sword First Grade swordsmen standing before each contingent saw Ye Yu and hurriedly flew forward. Bowing, they said, "Is this the time for our four sword sects to contribute to the Sword Domain?"
"Indeed!" Ye Yu nodded slightly, though his voice was somewhat weak. He said faintly, "Fellow Daoists of Sword Mountain Sword Gate, Pingli Sword Sect, Flowing Wind Sword Manor, and Flying Thunder Sword Gate, you have lain in ambush here for nearly five years and are already exceptionally familiar with coordinating this sword array. Now Sword Friend Lü has sent the signal. Several hundred thousand Daoist Sect cultivators have fallen within the Spirit Devouring Great Formation. Needless to say, the Golden Core cultivators inside have already been attacked by the Spirit Devouring Insects and have no time to attend to the Foundation Establishment and qi cultivation disciples. Those disciples have been left dazed and disoriented by Sword Friend Lü's feint strategy, their ranks collapsing into chaos. Now is the time for us to contribute to the Sword Domain!"
The leaders of the four sword sects were two men and two women. Hearing Ye Yu's words, excitement appeared on their faces. At the front was Ji Ping of Sword Mountain Sword Gate, a swordsman with