Chapter 478: The Style of That Sword

The passage to the Nine Netherlands had been sealed, and within a one-kilometer radius of the great hall, all teleportation, positioning, and related magical powers began to experience intense interference. Spiritual power surged, magic power boiled, and the incantations were rapid and reproachful. A thunderous oppressive force formed in an instant.

Yin Mingfang could no longer vanish without a trace as the Spirit Sword Alliance's cultivator formation suddenly activated, following another commandment, "The Boundless Universe, seal!"

Yin Mingfang's swiftly moving figure stalled, like a moth controlled by a web, frozen in the high air outside the great hall.

All cultivators moved from inside to outdoors, and an elderly cultivator shouted, "It's no use, it can't be trapped, it's just a Magic Artifact..."

Another giggle came, as Yin Mingfang's frozen body turned into faint smoke, and in the last moment of melting into the void, a pitch-black ray silently pierced through her!