As the twelve treasured swords hovered in the air, forming into an extraordinary sword formation, mysterious bursts of Daoist Rhymes emanated in the skies. It covered an area with a several miles radius, trapping Master Daoist Withered Cloud within it.
That was the Four Season Sword Formation's second form, the Twelve Months Sword Formation!
"This is… a sword formation!"
"I can't believe a young lad like you will have so many techniques up your sleeves! Then again, even with this sword formation, what can a mere Battle Monarch like you possibly do to me!"
"Shatter this formation!"
Master Daoist Withered Cloud roared. Then when he raised his arm, a grim, overbearing Daoist Rhyme erupted and black flames surged in all directions.
However, the sword formation's Daoist Rhyme swirled out as the chilling sword qi whistled out like a raging blizzard during winter.
Under that barrage of sword qi, the black flames disintegrated.
