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Streaks of white tore through the air.
They left trails across the sky, extending directly to the gate of the Liyun Sect.
Boom!
The first wave of missiles fell, and myriads of ghostly shadows were obliterated, the Yin Energy dissipated into nothingness, and the mana of the Foundation-building cultivators at the main formation was shaken.
"Don't panic!"
"It's just an attack from Golden Pills, our Sect's grand formation can withstand it!"
Zhu Fuqi shouted, his Peak of Foundation Building mana surging into the Formation Method, while taking out a huge pile of Spirit Stones, which the sect had secretly saved up over the years, and sparing no expense to toss them into the heart of the formation.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
However, the second wave of missiles, the third wave...
Crowded and incessant, the shrill screams of death continued unendingly, bombarding without cease.
