In the infinite darkness of the battlefield,
At this moment, Chu Yuan stood at the center of the Executioner Sword Formation, with a single thought, he controlled countless Sword Qi.
Behind him, Su Qianyuan obediently stood.
In contrast, Pan Ju beneath his hand could only passively take hits, worn down by the endless Sword Qi, attempting to break free but completely unable to.
He could only passively take hits.
"Who are you!"
Pan Ju roared.
Facing this infinite Sword Qi, he was utterly helpless.
He could only passively take hits.
But he was very puzzled.
Why in the struggle for the Great Dao, there could be someone who could interfere.
Where was the Saint of Order?
Wouldn't the Three Saints of Order care about this?
Standing within the Executioner Sword Formation, Chu Yuan had no intention of dealing with Pan Ju.
He looked up at the sky full of Sword Qi, lost in thought.
