Xuan Yuanxiang knew how perilous breaking the formation would be. He had racked his brains to transport some of the exceptionally gifted juniors out of the formation.
Xuanyuan Xin was one of them.
Unfortunately, only a few dozen people had been able to come out. They were here now too, excitement and unease mingling in their hearts.
With the formation about to be broken, they were naturally excited, but they also understood the dangers it held.
They had gotten out, but their families, masters, and fellow disciples were still inside...
Even with their own Ancestor overseeing the attempt, who dared take a Grand Formation laid down by the Longevity Daoist lightly?
They hoped everyone could emerge safe and sound.
"They're here." Xuan Yuanjun gazed toward the sea to the east.
Figures appeared in the distance.
Before long, the Demon God and the other old fellows had all arrived.
"Is this the saber?" the Demon God asked, staring at the Minghong Saber in Huang Xiao's hand.
Four years ago, Huang Xiao had retrieved the Minghong Saber from the Zhu Family.
Zhu Qingquan had kept his word, successfully reviving the Minghong Saber Soul in three years.
However, the Saber Soul had still been somewhat weak at first and had been slowly recovering over the years.
Huang Xiao was naturally delighted that the Saber Soul had revived. Regrettably, he could not sense the Demon Phoenix's aura.
Huang Xiao had even specifically asked Zhu Qingquan about this.
According to Zhu Qingquan, since the Demon Phoenix had merged into it, he would generally share the Saber Soul's life and death.
Now that the Saber Soul had revived, yet the Demon Phoenix's consciousness showed no sign of activity, he had most likely truly died and probably had not merged with the Saber Soul.
Of course, Zhu