Boom!

The mountains of white bone collapsed with a bang and shattered.

The blood-colored lightning filling the skies dispersed.

The spears formed of howling wind and rain of sword qi both disintegrated, offering no resistance at all.

In the blink of an eye, beneath the Formation-Breaking Talisman’s unstoppable, sweeping Dao Light, the power of the surrounding killing formation crumbled into nothingness.

The seemingly endless rain of sparks illuminated Yuan Heng and Bai Wenqing’s rapidly changing expressions. Both looked utterly shaken. 

However, Su Yi acted as if he’d done something so trivial that it wasn’t even worth mentioning. He stretched out a finger and tapped the Formation-Breaking Talisman hovering in the air.

Whoosh! 

A beam of unyielding Dao Light shot forth, then transformed into a thousand-foot streak of sword qi. It sliced ruthlessly into the overcast vision of purgatory around them.

Boom!

The sword cleaved into the boundless gray world, as if overturning both heaven and earth. The surging tide of formation runes broke apart and disappeared.

The scenery changed, and they found themselves in the Daoist temple once more. The only difference was that the killing formation...