"My Sword Formation is known as the Illusionary Flame Truth Sword Formation and it came from the ancient Artifact Cultivators. It is one of the Grade Ten Saint Spirit secret techniques passed down by my Lu Family. You should be honored to die under this sword formation today…"
Many small sword shadows landed as Lu Xichen spoke.
Thousands of swords were like than of a large river, falling down from that giant whirlpool in the sky.
Just as he was halfway there, numerous white flames blazed up, covering the land and giving off a vast aura.
Jingyin's face was devoid of blood as she stepped forwards. Right as she tried to block in front of Zong Shou's body, he was suppressed by Lu Xichen's intent such that she couldn't move.
Zong Shou laughed coldly, the light in front of him started to twist.
On one side it dimmed slightly while on the other it was extremely bright.