In the midst of the Heavenly Demon Formation, thousands of swords emerged all at once. The disciples from the three peaks of the Sky Sword Pavilion made an all-out effort, slaughtering demon shadows and resisting arrows. The three Sword Holding Ancestors floated mid-air, their faces solemn. Endless Sword Qi swirled around, slashing towards the Heavenly Demon Formation. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! As the Sword Qi descended one after another, the Heavenly Demon Formation rippled but showed no signs of shattering.
"His aim is to trap us!" the Second Sword Holding Ancestor said solemnly.
