"I didn't expect you to hide so deeply, but that won't change the fact that you're destined to fail today."
"Myriad Demons Bury the World."
After Mo Zhi finished speaking, the demonic blade in his hand instantly unleashed a thousand streaks of blade light, heading directly towards Wang Yufan.
Wang Yufan's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw this.
"Since you're using that move, I'll break it with the fourth form of the Chaotic Sword Art."
"One Sword Splits the Heavens Gate."
As Ni Chang's voice fell, he raised the Feng Ling Sword above his head, and a powerful sword intent pierced through the starry sky.
The icy aura on the Feng Ling Sword continuously spread in all directions.
Some demons who were too close were instantly frozen into ice sculptures.
"It seems the icy aura of the Feng Ling Sword, combined with my sword moves, possesses such immense power," Wang Yufan murmured.
A massive sword energy directly slashed towards Mo Zhi's thousand demonic lights.
