Within the core space of the Immortal Slaying Formation Diagram.
Jieyin and Zhunti had been driven into a dead end by the four swords.
The treasure radiance cascading from the Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit had thinned until it was transparent. Fine cracks covered the lotus throne, and golden light leaked away inch by inch along them.
The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in Zhunti's hand was in an even sorrier state.
Three of its seven branches had snapped, Buddha light spilling from the breaks. The remaining branches and leaves drooped, no longer able to sustain its former majestic appearance.
The two Western Sages stood back to back, sword marks crisscrossing their sage bodies. Beads of golden blood rolled down their robes, only to be devoured little by little by the murderous energy in the chaos.
Immortal-Slaying.
Immortal-Killing Sword.
Immortal-Trapping Sword.
Immortal-Severing Sword.
The sword intent left by the four supreme treasures of slaughter lurked deep within their origins, gnawing at the foundations of their sagehood and preventing even their wounds from closing.
Zhunti's throat tightened. He held the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree against his chest, its broken branches trembling so violently that treasure radiance scattered in disarray.
"Senior brother, we can't hold on!"
He looked up at the endless chaos around them. The golden sweat seeping from his temples had barely begun to fall before sword energy shredded it.
"If this drags on any longer, even our sagehood will be cut away!"
The bitterness between Daoist Jieyin's brows deepened. Sage blood kept spilling from his lips, soaking his collar.
"Tongtian hasn't even acted himself yet. This is only the killing power generated by the formation."
He pressed a hand over the bone-deep sword wound on his shoulder. Buddha light had barely risen beneath his palm before scarlet sword intent tore