"Shatter!"
With a furious shout that exploded like thunder, saber light plunged like the Milky Way falling to earth, slashing down savagely.
In an instant, the Demon-Subduing Arhat Battle Formation that Dharma Master Guan Lian had painstakingly set up on the left flank shattered with a crash.
Eighteen Arhat statues formed from Buddhist light exploded into countless fragments;
The densely packed Sanskrit on the barrier was also forcibly torn open, leaving an enormous breach more than ten feet wide.
The moment Sun Wudi's toes touched the ground, he used the rebounding force to spin like a top and slash again.
This diagonal slash swept through like a blade splitting bamboo, cleaving dozens of monk soldiers who had hurried over to plug the breach, along with their Dharma Artifacts, into a sky full of blood mist. Blood rained everywhere in a scene of utter carnage.
They seized the moment when the forces Lesser Cold Temple had deployed outside the island were scattered and battered, unable to organize a counterattack.
Su Zixuan's shout followed close behind like a shadow: "Seventh-Turn Blood Sea Soul-Burying Boat!"
Three thousand Demon Guards gave a low shout in unison, lowering their waists and exerting their strength. The blood marks on their Suspended Skull Dharma Artifacts roamed freely like nimble living creatures.
In an instant, a towering fountain of blood erupted from the ground, surging a hundred feet into the air and transforming into the phantom of a dilapidated tower ship.
Countless hideous corpses stood at its prow, seemingly roaring without a sound, sending chills down the spine.
The Netherworld Demon Spider seized this opportunity and frantically drove its Netherworld Qi, spraying black-green venom onto the formation barrier like a torrential downpour.
Sizzling rang out incessantly as billowing white smoke rose, the barrier hissing under the venom's corrosion.