On the ground, the great battle was still ongoing; the four combatants had already fought to the point of madness, each using every trick in their book.
Another sword swung out, adding another deep laceration on Bai Xiang's body, who was now utterly disheveled with blood covering him from head to toe, panting as he barely managed to fend off Lu Yu's fierce attacks, wondering when he had ever been this exhausted since his birth.
Lu Yu, however, slightly frowned, for he knew his doppelganger's time was up. He looked up at the three demons of Lion Camel Ridge, making up his mind.
With his treasured sword held horizontally, a dazzling galaxy descended—it was pure Sword Qi, reminiscent of a galaxy falling from the Nine Heavens, filling the entire formation space in an instant.
