Flying Flowers Drift Freely, Light as Dreams

Yet such one-way restrictions had quite a few drawbacks, like when a cultivator such as Tu Tai forcibly broke through to this place and no one could stop him for the moment.

No matter what, the area above the cliff was under human control, so these risks had originally remained within controllable bounds.

After all, cultivators as powerful as Tu Tai stood at the very pinnacle; there were only a handful of them in the world.

The entire cliff space within the gourd-shaped area was a dark bluish-green. Whether cultivator or devil cultivator, anyone within it would find the colors on their bodies and the immortal arts they unleashed either a faint dark bluish-green or an intensely deep black.

Li Yan saw at a glance that the cultivators stationed below were mainly from Ten-Step Academy, flying on their swords as they fought the enemy in an exceptionally brutal battle.

It seemed that, even though Qian Fangshu had led reinforcements to support the upper area earlier, they had still left behind the sword cultivators with the strongest offensive power to guard this place.

Li Yan had only looked for the space of two glances when he saw two sword cultivators, one near and one far, fall with several devil cultivators into the surging black tide like spilled ink. For the time being, none of them emerged again.

The sight made Li Yan and the others draw sharp breaths. Some of them knew how perilous the Yin Devil Cliff Rift was, but they had never imagined the fighting would be so savage.

Just as Li Yan and the Phantom Sect cultivators did not know whether to turn back and support the enemies attacking from the south or enter the Yin Devil Cliff Rift nearby, Zhu Luan's voice entered their minds.

"Today should