It was Priest Sadness who saved Bamboo Master and Dragon Mother.
Ji Hao built the sword formation. The Pan Gu bell, Pan Gu sword, and the golden bridge floated in the air, glowing brightly and illuminating the sky. Except for the three supreme treasures, the sword formation was dim. The magnetic forcefield was traceless, and the sword lights flashed across the space, not even visible to the naked eye.
If Priest Sadness didn't rush into the sword formation and slow down by hundreds, even thousands of times, which gave Dragon Mother a clue, based on Dragon Mother's temper, she would have followed Priest Sadness into the sword formation.
"Sword formation!" Bamboo Master pursed his lips, as if he could not bear to look back at the past.
Back then, Yu Yu nearly cut off all of his bamboo roots with a single sword move, thoroughly destroying his foundation of Dao. Ever since then, he had been deeply afraid of Yu Yu's sword. Ji Hao was Yu Yu's disciple, and he built an unknown sword formation in this place. It was like a man who had just been bitten by a snake and suddenly saw a rope...
That was a painful feeling that made Bamboo Master quiver from the bottom of his heart to his body.
Dragon Mother laughed evilly and said, "Little kid, what powerful sword formation can you possibly have? You're just trying to mystify us... "
Before Dragon Mother finished, Ji Hao pointed his finger at her and silently expanded the pre-world magnetic life and death sword formation. The pre-world magnetic forcefield rolled up and dragged Bamboo Master and Dragon Mother into the sword formation.
Dong! A bell ring could be heard. Streams of Chaos power descended from the sky and wrapped up the entire sword formation, making it look like a chicken egg. The sky and the ground were turbid, with only streams of Chaos power coiling around. In the Chaos, the traceless yet boiling magnetic force roared across. Dragon Mother, Bamboo Master, and Priest Sadness paused simultaneously, then slowed down.
Priest Sadness was the first one to break into the sword formation. His face tightened as he glared at Ji Hao, who was only tens of miles away from him.
Normally, Priest Sadness could cross a distance of tens of miles with a single step. But at this moment, he felt as if tens of thousands of mountains were pressing down on his body, and countless strong hands were pulling him from all directions, twisting and pulling him, making it harder and harder for him to move forward.
In the span of around ten breaths, Priest Sadness only took seven to eight steps forward, and each step covered half a foot. What made him even angrier was that he had tried his best to take seven to eight steps forward, but the distance between him and Ji Hao didn't get any closer. On the contrary, the distance between him and Ji Hao had increased.
A faint black color appeared in the sky, and a faint white color gushed out from the ground. The black and white colors suddenly intertwined, and a wisp of cold light appeared in the void.
For the first time, this pre-world magnetic life and death sword formation made by Evil Yu Yu showed its power. The moment the sword light appeared, Priest Sadness burst into a curse in both shock and anger. He flicked the white streamer in his hand and released tens of hazy human faces, which had been screaming and crying loudly, to shield him.
The black sword light swept across those hazy human faces as nimbly as a swimming fish. Along with a shrill howl, the tens of hazy human faces were cut into pieces by the sword light. The great Dao of destruction contained in the sword light annihilated these human faces. Priest Sadness roared in rage. All of a sudden, a three-feet-long, hair-thin crack appeared on the streamer in his hand.
A strong evil power surged out of the streamer, trying its best to fix the streamer.
However, a fierce power had been surging out of the crack. No matter how hard Priest Sadness tried, the crack squirmed, but failed to heal itself. Not only that, a dense, gray-white mist had been surging out of the crack. The tens of twisted human faces on the streamer gradually dimmed, and the glow on the streamer dimmed as well.
"Damn it!" Priest Sadness gave a raging roar. This long streamer was the foundation of his cultivation. Despite having such a seemingly insignificant crack on it, his life-force was severely damaged. Priest Sadness nearly burst into tears in pain.
"My friend, be careful. Your Misery Streamer is a secret treasure of the great Dao of soul, not a shield or an armor. How can you use it to block the sword light of the sword formation?" Bamboo Master couldn't bear watching this anymore. He hurriedly reminded Priest Sadness, "My friend, no matter how much you despise this kid, you have to remember that he's Yu Yu's disciple!"
A faint blush emerged on Priest Sadness's tightened face.
Wasn't he right? His streamer was designed to track shadows, control primordial spirits, and hurt primordial spirits and souls. It was the evilest thing in the world. But ever since the world created this Misery Streamer, no one had ever said that it could be used as a shield or an armor!
Priest Sadness used it to block the sword light, but the streamer was damaged. This wasn't because of the streamer. Instead, Priest Sadness had lost his mind at that moment.
Snorting coldly, Priest Sadness raised his left hand. A round bowl flew out of his hand, glowing with a faint yellow light. The ancient style bowl was made from yellow jade, with a few faintly visible mountain silhouettes on its surface. The especially heavy yellow light transformed into a meters thick light screen that covered Priest Sadness.
Priest Sadness sneered, "My hundred-mountain bowl is..."
Before he finished, Ji Hao struck the Pan Gu sword with another Yu Yu divine thunder. Following a series of buzzing and sizzling noises, the traceless sword lights were accelerated by the magnetic force field, tearing the space apart and descending to Priest Sadness.
When the sword light was about to hack on the yellow light screen released from the bowl, Ji Hao suddenly pointed his finger at the golden light screen, which was transformed from the Heaven and Earth golden bridge, which had been flashing across the sky. Tens of sword lights flashed across the air, penetrated the yellow light screen, and showed up right before Priest Sadness's face.
The power of life and death changed, and a despairing power of destruction came right at Priest Sadness's face.
This time, Priest Sadness's face paled. With a twisted face, he screamed, "Kid, how dare you..."
Before his voice faded, a series of puffing noise could be heard. The magnetic force field was like countless elastic ropes, dragging the invisible sword lights to and fro inside Priest Sadness's body. Numerous holes were left on Priest Sadness's body. Blood mist splashed, and shrill howls could be heard without an end. Within a second, Priest Sadness was minced into a cloud of blood mist by the sword lights.
Seeing this, Dragon Mother and Bamboo Master were dumbfounded.
Priest Sadness didn't focus on his muscles and bones. Instead, he cultivated himself with pure soul magics. He specialized in hurting the souls of his enemies with all kinds of secret magics, and was the cruelest one. Ordinary people wouldn't even be able to see his face before their souls perished.
He never thought that with an unknown sword formation, Ji Hao could directly destroy Priest Sadness's body with a single move!
With a shrill howl, Priest Sadness's soul broke out of the blood mist and burst into the sky. "Ji Hao kid, how dare you..."
A purely dark sword light suddenly appeared and penetrated Priest Sadness's soul from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet.
"Why wouldn't I dare to kill an old pig? What are you talking about? "
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