"Ghost Path Cultivators dare to fight to the death, and so do we!"
"At worst, we die and become yin souls!"
The cultivators of the Sixth Camp had fire in their eyes and were brimming with Battle Intent.
"Form the array. This time, I'll stand with you and fight them to the bitter end!"
A trace of madness flashed through Mu Hanxue's cool eyes.
Watching the Ghost Path Cultivators throw away their lives to battle Yao Lie, Mu Hanxue could no longer bear to stand aside.
Before, he had swallowed his grievances for the greater good. But now that the True Luo Crown Prince had charged into the Ghost Shadow Maze Formation, he had nothing left to hold him back.
"Kill!"
The immortal soldiers of the Sixth Camp roared as one. Azure light burst from their bodies, each of them shining like a star, and they formed a Star Greatsword once more.
Mu Hanxue stood upon its blade and charged into the Ghost Shadow Maze Formation with them.
Bang, bang, bang, bang!
Yao Lie swung his war hammer, hammering it against the coffin again and again.
After more than a dozen collisions, he sent the coffin flying, but it came hurtling back at him.
"Damn it! This thing just won't let up!"
Yao Lie gritted his teeth.
Seeing this, the True Luo Crown Prince said, "Yao Lie, keep attacking. I have a way!"
"Good!"
Yao Lie nodded and swung his heavy hammer into the coffin once more.
The True Luo Crown Prince gripped a sharp sword, fixed his gaze on the chains wrapped around the coffin, and slashed at them one after another.
Crack, crack!
Under his sword light, the chains snapped one by one, and the coffin began to shake violently.
After a few strikes, only one chain remained