The battle formation has been breached, a Saint Ancestor has fallen.
Jiang Wu Xu's expression was grave.
He held the formation disc in his hand, where a large number of runes silently disintegrated.
This formation was set up by many Saint-level formation masters from the Three Thousand Dao Domains, encompassing the entire Xuanshuang Grotto-Heaven.
In reality, neither Jiang Wu Xu nor Su Qingshuang were proficient in the art of formations.
To them, any formation could be broken with brute force.
The same went for the Demon Attendant.
With his formidable strength, having just entered the formation, he had already destroyed one of its bases!
"Stop him!"
Jiang Wu Xu shouted coldly, controlling the formation while channeling terrifying power like a raging river to strike at the enemy.
At the same time, he joined forces with Jian Lingtian and others to block the Demon Attendant!
"Like ants trying to shake a tree, overestimating yourselves!"
"With just you, you think you can stop me?"
The Demon Attendant's blood-red lips moved, speaking with a sneer.
His eyes slanted upwards, flashing with thick disdain, full of contempt and mockery.
The demon sword in his hand slashed out ferociously, its dark blade releasing torrents of dark flames, like the fires of hell, instantly burning through layers of mist.
With another strike, he forced back Jiang Wu Xu and his companions, evading their attacks.
Then, the Demon Attendant directly tore through a large patch of runes, heading in another direction.
This formation was simply no obstacle to him!
This scene made everyone's heart skip a beat.
Jiang Wu Xu and his team tried multiple times to intervene, but were shaken off each time.
The Demon Attendant did not engage them head-on, focusing instead on navigating through the mist to find the formation bases.
Before long, the second base exploded.
Then came the third, the fourth...
No one could keep up with his pace; each attack they made could only delay him for a moment.
Even Jiang Wu Xu, who held the formation disc, felt somewhat powerless at this point.
"We can't stop him if he wants to leave!"
"Saint Ancestor Wu Xu, what do we do now?"
Emperor Batian asked with a heavy tone.
The Demon Attendant, with his Quasi-Emperor cultivation and an imperial weapon at hand, was breaking through the formation with sheer force, unstoppable.
While Emperor Batian spoke, another explosion rang out.
The fifth base was destroyed!
The grand formation's momentum weakened significantly.
Everyone realized the situation was getting serious!
"This formation won't last much longer!"
"If that's the case, then we'll kill as many as we can before the formation breaks!"
Jiang Wu Xu said coldly.
He immediately targeted a red-robed figure in the mist.
His spear turned into a rainbow, like a true dragon emerging, its roar shaking the heavens!
The red-robed figure fought back desperately, but after a few moves, he was pierced through by the spear.
"Kill!"
"Slay these demonic thieves, one less enemy with each kill!"
Jian Lingtian, He Mengchang, Emperor Batian, and others did not hesitate.
The imperial sword buzzed, making the earth and sky tremble, breaking through everything!
The Sacred Golden Jade Cauldron glowed, like a mountain crushing down!
The Imperial Dragon Seal also shone brilliantly, with great force and weight!
They launched their final assault without holding back.
Before the formation was breached, every kill counted!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Terrifying forces clashed, the holy might spread everywhere.
Over thirty Saint Ancestors moved together; even those with weaker cultivation grouped in teams of several, launching bloody attacks against the isolated red-robed Saint Ancestors!
In just moments, several more strong members of the Eternal Blood Prison were subdued!
One attack after another took their lives.
However, after those people died, their bodies immediately shriveled up, turning into pools of thick blood.
The scarlet blood moved like red snakes, seeping into nothingness, disappearing without a trace, no one knew where it went.
Jiang Wu Xu furrowed his brows, vaguely feeling something was wrong, but he couldn't pinpoint what.
He didn't have time to ponder further.
In this critical moment, killing one more enemy meant one less threat later!
The battle raged on, the void shook, the sky split, the sight was terrifying!
Simultaneously, the entire formation also trembled fiercely!
"Boom!!!"
Another loud sound echoed, accompanied by the Demon Attendant's arrogant laughter.
Another formation base was found and destroyed by him!
"Hahaha..."
"Jiang Wu Xu, the formation will break soon, prepare to die!"
The Demon Attendant shouted wildly.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
One formation base after another exploded, boundless light rushed into the mist, blinding everyone's eyes.
Shortly after, with an earth-shaking sound, the entire formation began to tremble fiercely!
"Buzz... Buzz... Buzz..."
A grand vibration spread out, causing both the bodies and souls of everyone to shake along with it.
The ground cracked, and the mountains trembled!
The entire formation started to collapse, countless runes rose into the sky, becoming chaotic!
Invisible forces spread out, sweeping across the heavens and the earth!
"Boom!"
With a scalp-tingling explosion, the vast sacred formation shattered in an instant!
The energy of destruction scattered, surging through the sky, piercing the ninth heaven!
The thick mist also retreated in a blink, revealing the true scene!
In the sky above, dark clouds rolled, black lightning struck down with immense divine power, spreading destruction!
"Kekeke..."
"Hahaha..."
Amidst the chaos, laughter rang out.
Dozens of red-robed figures soared into the sky, sneering.
The Demon Attendant held the imperial demon sword, its dark light flickering, its killing intent chilling.
"Hahaha..."
"The formation is broken! Jiang Wu Xu, let's see what other tricks you have up your sleeve!"
The Demon Attendant shouted, pointing his sword at Jiang Wu Xu.
Everyone within Xuanshuang Grotto-Heaven had grim expressions, filled with tension.
The sacred formation was just destroyed!
And in the formation, they had only managed to kill less than twenty red-robed individuals!
Now, the enemy still had nearly sixty Saint Ancestors, plus the Quasi-Emperor Demon Attendant!
What followed would be a direct, bloody confrontation with no defenses left!
"Kill!"
The Demon Attendant roared.
The people from the Eternal Blood Prison laughed wickedly, launching a new round of attacks!
A terrible battle unfolded, with sacred artifacts and imperial weapons roaring, attacks sweeping in all directions, causing the heavens and earth to collapse!
"Kill!!!"
The shouting was endless.
Millions of soldiers from the Fu Long Divine Dynasty, along with hundreds from the Nie Long Guard, formed battle formations, their collective aura turning into enormous blades of light, launching fierce attacks!
"Kekeke..."
Several red-robed figures sneered, swinging their demon blades.
A few of them attacked together, and after several strikes, they broke through a powerful formation.
The sky-shattering blade light turned into the scythe of death, and in an instant, two to three million soldiers were cut down, meeting a tragic end!
Streams of blood flowed like rivers in the void, turning into a rain of blood.
"Kekeke..."
"So much blood from these powerful ones, how delectable!"
A red-robed figure looked up, enjoying the nourishment of the blood rain, demonic energy surging around him.
Someone pulled out a blood banner, and immediately, the souls of the soldiers were extracted, attaching to it, howling in agony.
This scene made Emperor Batian and Emperor Wushuang's eyes blaze with fury!
Those were the soldiers of their Fu Long Divine Dynasty, each one powerful, each one like a dragon!
Millions combined could match a Saint Ancestor!
But now, they had become food for the demonic path, not even their souls escaping!
This pained them, inciting their rage!
"Demonic thieves! I will never coexist with you!"
Emperor Batian roared, the seal glowing, the imperial dragon aura vast as the sea, the divine power surging, attacking ferociously!
This was undoubtedly a brutal battle!
Among the other Saint Ancestor-level powerhouses, injuries quickly appeared.
Facing twice their number, they could only defend, with little chance for counterattacks.
"Old man will fight you to the death!"
Xue Wuliang from the Seven Star Palace had one arm severed, his robes stained with blood, his hair in disarray!
He gritted his teeth, continuing to charge and kill.
But soon, he was surrounded by three red-robed individuals, cut down from the sky, his life extinguished, his path ended!
A Saint Ancestor had just fallen!
Such a scene made everyone's heart shake with fear.