Deng Xiaoyao did indeed strike with his sword. But it wasn't with Mojian Wuzheng, which was still embedded in the ground; it was a sword attack unleashed with two fingers held together.
A silvery-white light flashed across the night-shrouded sky. Ruan Lan couldn't even see what it was before the entire island began to shake violently.
THUD!
The Formation Chessboard in Ruan Lan's hands trembled as well. Her pupils constricted. A ten-meter-long Spirit Qi Sword Glow had pierced the air just a few steps from her forehead!
Xu Yiyi silently swallowed. The sword had come far too quickly—so fast that neither she nor Qian Xiao could react in time. If even those at the Golden Core Realm were caught off guard, Ruan Lan, who had only studied formations without formal cultivation, stood no chance.
Fortunately, the sword strike was blocked.
