Ye Chen's figure flickered and he charged forward.
"Swish!"
The Celestial Mark Sword was drawn, cleaving with immense force.
The sharp edge tore through the overlapping layers of space.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the terrifying formation hidden below was triggered, unleashing a destructive aura.
With the Martial Arts Celestial Eye, Ye Chen saw through a few flaws in the formation and charged forward immediately.
The activated formation lost its target, then gradually returned to peace.
In the distance.
Feng Wanli's palm holding the Fiery Blood Demon Slaying Spear was sweating.
If it were him, he wouldn't be confident in doing as well as Ye Chen; perhaps he would have already been blasted to death by the power of that terrifying formation.
And in the distant void.
Shi Fengchun erupted with a deathly aura, battling fiercely with the middle-aged man holding the heavy sword.
Suddenly, the man's brows furrowed, and he immediately withdrew violently.
