Yu Meng and a few of his allies stood in the air, smiling coldly while gazing at the Pan Yu world nobles who were trapped in Ji Hao's sword formation.
Yu Huo's clone and Master Spirit-Slaughter stood outside a large tent their faces darkened as they watched countless Pan Yu world nobles running about like headless flies. These Pan Yu world nobles were trying to feel out this sword formation which sealed off the central camp area with all kinds of secret magic and treasures. However, their efforts led to no result. If the sword power hadn't been exploding against the shield above the central camp area from time to time, they would even think that nothing existed around this area at all.