After Situ Jiannan divided the disciples of the Battle Heaven Pavilion into five squads...
In the blink of an eye, they completely surrounded the Heavenly Origin Fire Prison.
Standing high in the air Situ Jiannan swung his right arm and shouted loudly.
"First team, unleash your flying swords in unison!"
A total of 11,000 flying swords simultaneously soared into the sky.
The swishing sound echoed through the heavens, causing the clouds to tremble.
The attack, unleashed by a lineup of one thousand Heavenly Venerable and ten thousand Samsara, had not even landed yet, but it already made the Fire Clan powerhouses within the Heavenly Origin Fire Prison tremble.
After 11,000 flying swords circled once above the Heavenly Origin Fire Prison, they all thrust downwards simultaneously.
Endless flames erupted from the Fire Clan's formation, fiercely protecting the Heavenly Origin Fire Prison within.
'Boom boom boom boom!'
A series of attacks struck the formation, producing a deafening roar that shook the very ground beneath their feet.
Before the first wave of attacks had even landed, the towering flames guarding the Heavenly Origin Fire Prison had already been largely neutralized.
"Second team, form ranks and attack!"
As Situ Jiannan issued his second order, the second squad on the right, consisting of 11,000 disciples, joined forces to form a formation, and violent energy surged into the sky.
'roar!'
The energy of tens of thousands of disciples coalesced in the air into a roaring tiger.
When the hundred-foot-tall phantom of the tiger appeared, its roar distorted space, accompanied by lightning and thunder.
The flying sword attacks had all landed, and the tiger raised its massive paw and slammed it down into the endless flames.
'Boom!'
The tiger's paw struck fiercely, causing the formation to shake and the flames swirling above it to separate.
The terrifying energy attack struck the Fire Clan's formation directly.
The intense shaking sent a shiver down Yan Juantian's spine and the others' spines.
The only thing that made the Fire Clan's powerful members feel fortunate was...
After a violent ripple was stirred up in the formation, it returned to calm.
However, the light from the formation was noticeably dimmer than it had been at the beginning.
This also indicates that the formation above cannot hold out for long.
It's even hard to guarantee whether they can withstand the next attack from the Battle Heaven Pavilion.
Even if they manage to survive until next time.
But what about the next time?
Faced with such terrifying, relentless attacks from the Battle Heaven Pavilion.
The formation will eventually be broken.
Yan Juantian and the others inside the formation all had gloomy expressions, and couldn't help but curse Fire Separation Saint Emperor in their hearts.
Why would anyone want to provoke the Battle Heaven Pavilion?
Do you, Saint Emperor, truly only stop when the entire Fire Clan is wiped out by the Battle Heaven Pavilion?
The immense pressure of life and death constantly tested the limits of the Fire Clan's powerful members.
At a certain moment, a voice suddenly rang out from among the group of powerful Fire Clan members.
"How about we surrender and admit defeat? Maybe then we can save our lives."
This sentiment was shared by the majority of people present.
As soon as he said this, Yan Juantian immediately turned around and glared at him fiercely.
The speaker immediately lowered his head, and the others, seeing Yan Juantian's fierce expression, dared not mention it again.
But Yan Juantian also longed to surrender and admit defeat.
only...
If they surrender and admit defeat, the others might still be able to save their lives.
But for Yan Juantian, death was ultimately inevitable.
The Battle Heaven Pavilion might forgive him because of his surrender.
Can the Fire Separation Saint Emperor?
The Third Heaven surrendered without a fight, and someone ultimately needs to take the blame for this.
Even though Yan Juantian came from the Second Heaven.
But among the Fire Clan members of the Third Heaven, he is currently the strongest. If he doesn't take the blame, who else should?
There might still be a glimmer of hope for victory.
If he surrenders, then only death awaits him.
"Everyone, prepare for battle."
"Since we were born into the Fire Clan, we must fight for the Fire Clan to the last drop of blood."
Originally, his words were full of fervor, but Yan Juantian's tone lacked any fighting spirit.
Even he only chose to fight because he had no other choice.
How can there be any real fighting spirit?
The powerful Fire Clan members behind him need no further introduction.
Some of them had already planned to take the opportunity to escape once the battle began.
Just then, Situ Jiannan in the air let out a third angry shout.
"Third Squad, Divine Sword Slashes Heaven!"
The eleven thousand disciples of the third team of the Battle Heaven Pavilion stood proudly before them, their flying swords gleaming in the air as countless sword shadows converged.
As tens of thousands of sword shadows overlapped, a gigantic sword shadow, tens of feet long, suddenly appeared.
Wherever the longsword pointed, its edge swept away all obstacles, shattering the clouds and echoing a high-pitched sword cry above the heavens.
As soon as the sword shadow appeared, the powerful Sword Qi energy spread out, destroying everything in the world like a whirlwind.
As the sword tip fell, pointing at the Fire Clan's formation, Yan Juantian and the others' expressions changed drastically.
"Break!"
With a furious shout, as Situ Jiannan finished speaking, the massive longsword crashed down.
Where the sword passed, a dark line was torn through the space.
Amidst the howling wind, in the blink of an eye, the tip of the giant sword had already pierced the formation.
With just a moment of contact, the Fire Clan's formation cracked rapidly, centered on the point of impact at the sword tip.
When the formation became cracked, it could no longer withstand the terrifying impact of the giant sword.
After a crisp cracking sound, the formation disappeared, and the giant sword continued to fall downwards.
At this moment, Yan Juantian flipped his hand and took out a flaming longsword.
Flames shot into the sky, and a giant dragon, its entire body engulfed in flames, charged toward the greatsword, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.
Fire Dragon Roar!
The greatsword hissed!
The two terrifying energies collided violently.
After a direct collision, a huge mushroom cloud appeared in the sky.
The greatsword and the Flame Dragon then vanished.
Yan Juantian used his flaming longsword to carve out a fiery space, protecting the Fire Clan's powerful warriors within it.
Lin Heng's Good and Evil Doppelgangers each stepped forward, using their own bodies to block the aftershocks of the explosion.
It's just that those sects in the distance are suffering.
Those who were weaker were immediately caught in the aftershocks of the explosion and were instantly killed.
This is the price to pay for watching powerful figures fight.
Even so, cultivators still flocked to the area.
Over the course of history, opportunities to witness such a battle are few and far between.
Furthermore, watching battles between powerful individuals can also give them insights into the path of cultivation.
As the aftershocks of the battle subsided, the space returned to calm.
Situ Jiannan and Yan Juantian stared at each other.
Yan Juantian looked worried; with just one clash, he already felt the situation was getting difficult.
The Heavenly Venerable and the Samsara realms were originally no match for Yan Juantian.
But when the numbers reached a terrifying level, it still made him wary.
Especially now, Lin Heng's two clones have only been observing from the sidelines.
Yan Juantian could hardly believe it when those two made their move.
Who on their side could stop their slaughter?
In contrast, Situ Jiannan's expression remained calm, though his eyes appeared somewhat cold.
Situ Jiannan never doubted his own strength regarding the sect that destroyed the Fire Clan's Third Heaven.