"Go!"

Lei Yuce let out a thunderous roar. The runes on the ground beneath him shone brightly, and a series of sharp, metallic sounds rang out continuously. One after another, golden sword blades emerged from the ground, each pointing directly at the sky.

These sword blades were different from the previous illusory sword shadows; they were all genuine flying swords. There were as many as thirty-six of them, each inscribed with runes and imbued with strands of gold-attributed Law power.

As he made a sword gesture with both hands, the golden flying swords on the ground immediately trembled violently. Golden light surged from the sword bodies, emitting thousands upon thousands of golden sword threads, which, like a tide, surged upwards into the high sky.

In the high sky, the oppressive force of the two dark yellow giant swords had already been greatly hindered. Now, with the dense sword threads surging upwards, they finally exhausted the earth-attributed Law power they contained.

With a series of rumbling sounds, the two yellow giant swords simultaneously shattered, turning into a halo of light that dissipated.

Lei Yuce exchanged a smile with Su Anqian upon seeing this.

However, before the two could relax, another muffled sound came from the Heavenly Gate overhead.

"It seems the attacks won't stop until we break this Sword Formation," Lei Yuce said with a glint in his eye.

"The Sword Formation Diagram should be somewhere within the formation, right? Go find it yourself; I can hold this place alone," Su Anqian said after a moment's thought.

"This Sword Formation is quite powerful; I'm afraid you alone..."

"Lei Daoyou, I don't know if you're underestimating our Heavenly Water Sect, or underestimating me?" Su Anqian interrupted Lei Yuce, her face hardening and her tone turning somewhat cold.

"How dare I, how dare I..." Lei Yuce choked on his words, looking at Su Anqian's delicate face and smiling wryly.

"Rest assured and go; I'll take care of things here," Su Anqian said, her expression softening and a rare smile appearing on her face.

"Alright, then Su Xianzi, be careful yourself. I'll go find the Formation Diagram," Lei Yuce said, still somewhat worried but left with no other choice.

"Lei Daoyou, be careful too..." Su Anqian said softly, her expression unchanged.

Lei Yuce's heart leaped with joy upon hearing this. He nodded heavily, turned, and walked toward the center of the formation. Although he felt a weight of a thousand jun pressing down on him, he felt light on his feet and extremely pleased.

The crack in the Heavenly Gate in the high sky remained open, and yellow flying swords continued to fall from time to time. Whether it was Jiao San or the demons, none of them had an easy time trapped within.

Han Li, who had entered the formation first, felt the most relaxed at this moment.

Because of the others entering the formation, the Sword Formation had to divide its power to attack everyone, and the pressure on him and the frequency of the Sword Formation's attacks had unknowingly decreased.

At this moment, he was fully mobilizing his True Spirit Bloodline and operating the Heavenly Fiend Suppressing Prison Technique. Each of his six giant arms held a Green Bamboo Cloud-Flyer Sword, constantly waving them to clear a path with streaks of lightning sword Qi, shattering the yellow giant swords that fell from the high sky one after another, heading toward the center of the Sword Formation.

According to his previous conjecture, the key point of this Sword Formation was likely located in the most difficult-to-approach center of the Sword Formation. Once he found it, he would have a chance to break the formation.

As the lightning continuously exploded, the surrounding void suddenly shimmered with chaotic light. A whirlwind arose from the void, sweeping wildly in all directions. The front suddenly became hazy, as if entering an illusory realm of nothingness.

Han Li felt a slight tension in his heart upon seeing this, and his brow furrowed unconsciously.

But immediately afterward, a purple light flashed in his eyes, and the Nine Nether Devil Eyes were fully activated, observing the surroundings.

However, under the power of his spiritual eye, the surrounding scenery did not change at all. It was still a chaotic scene of primordial obscurity. At the same time, the yellow giant swords in the sky above continued to fall towards him.

Seeing this, Han Li had to divide his attention between finding a path and guarding against the Sword Formation's attacks.

He silently recited the Mind Refining Technique incantation, fully mobilizing the power of his spiritual sense to explore the surroundings, but the result was still nothing.

In this Time Tower, the power of spiritual sense was already strongly suppressed, and the Sword Formation was even more so. When Han Li released his spiritual sense, he could only sense the earth-attributed Law power between heaven and earth, and nothing else.

He was anxious in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. Like a headless fly, he kept going straight ahead based on instinct.

However, as he continued to move, the invisible pressure around him became stronger and stronger. At this moment, the pressure he was enduring was more than ten times stronger than when he first entered the Sword Formation.

As Han Li moved through it, with each step he took, the rocks under his feet would "crack" and split open, and a deeply sunken footprint would be left on the ground.

Moreover, with each crushing blow of the dark yellow giant sword, the pressure on Han Li increased even more.

"What a Sword Formation. Even a Grand Luo cultivator who breaks in would be worn down to death here if they can't find the correct method to break the formation..." Han Li's throat moved slightly, and he felt a sweet, fishy taste in his mouth. He spat lightly and said.

Having walked this far, although he seemed unharmed, his internal organs were actually being severely compressed. If he couldn't find a way to break the formation and leave the Sword Formation as soon as possible, he would eventually be in danger of losing his life.

After moving forward with such difficulty for hundreds of zhang, Han Li left behind a long string of footprints deeply embedded in the ground.

Having said that, he seemed to suddenly remember something. He stopped insisting on moving in a straight line, but instead calmed his mind and stopped using his eyes as a guide, and began to move in different directions with his eyes closed.

He didn't walk far each time, but after walking more than ten steps, he would retreat back to the starting point, and then walk more than ten steps in another direction, retreat back, and start again in a different direction.

After several such back-and-forths, a large area of huge footprints embedded in the ground appeared within a radius of more than ten zhang around him.

After Han Li finally retreated back to the original point, he slowly opened his tightly closed eyes, let out a long breath, looked at the direction indicated by one of the strings of footprints, and revealed a hint of a smile.

The Sword Formation was indeed a chaotic mess, and the surrounding heaven and earth were filled with the power of the earth-attributed Laws, but even if the power of the Laws existed between heaven and earth, it had its own flow patterns.

If it was the location of the formation eye or the formation hub, the concentration of the power of the Laws would also change, so Han Li had just walked in all directions in order to check the changes in the power of the formation that he could feel when moving in different directions.

Sure enough, in the positions to his right front, directly to his left, and to his right rear, the farther Han Li walked, the more intense the power of the earth-attributed Laws he could feel.

However, the changes in the right front and directly to the left were far less strong than those in the right rear.

Han Li's mind raced, guessing that there should also be a formation eye in each of the directions to his right front and directly to his left, while the formation hub of the Sword Formation should be in the right rear.

With his thoughts decided, Han Li immediately waved all six arms, shattering the last trace of spiritual light of the yellow giant sword that had fallen from the high sky. Then, he changed direction and moved towards the right rear.

Although the general direction had been determined, this Sword Formation was really chaotic. Affected by the power of the earth-attributed Laws, the surrounding directions seemed to be constantly adjusting. Han Li had no choice but to walk a dozen steps, then stop and look for the direction again.

After several twists and turns, leaving behind a string of increasingly deep, sunken footprints on the ground, at the end of Han Li's vision, an octagonal altar finally appeared.

After Han Li approached another dozen steps, his gaze narrowed as he looked at the octagonal altar in the center of the Sword Formation. He saw that eight yellow pebbles containing the power of the earth-attributed Laws were embedded around its edges.

Moreover, on each edge of the altar, a stone sword was inserted straight, like eight loyal soldiers guarding an octagonal jade plate suspended in the center of the altar.

There was no power of the earth-attributed Laws on the jade plate, only bursts of spiritual light flashing, and faint, complex carvings could be seen on it, which seemed to be some kind of rune.

As soon as Han Li approached, a cyan light lit up on the octagonal jade plate, and the pure white jade plate instantly turned dark green. At the same time, the pebbles standing on the octagonal altar also lit up.

Immediately afterward, Han Li heard a sound of swords ringing out from the eight stone swords around the altar.

His heart stirred slightly, and his eight arms spun like a whirlwind, with lightning flashing on the eight Green Bamboo Cloud-Flyer Swords, shattering the dark yellow giant sword pressing down from overhead.

Taking advantage of the gap before the next attack arrived, Han Li's figure suddenly flashed, rushing straight towards the altar.

With the blessing of the True Word Treasure Wheel reversing in his body, Han Li's speed increased a lot, but due to the hindrance of the spatial pressure, it still couldn't compare with when he was outside the formation.

Fortunately, the location of this altar was very special. Within a radius of thirty zhang, the dark yellow flying swords in the high sky would no longer smash down on this side, otherwise, it would destroy the formation hub itself.

Han Li's figure came to a position more than ten zhang away from the altar. Before his toes landed, a roaring sound rang out around the altar.

The eight stone swords suddenly rose from the ground, their surfaces rippling with earth-yellow light, and shot towards Han Li.

These eight stone swords seemed to not belong to the same rank as the surrounding great formation. They existed only to guard the Altar Formation Diagram. Their operation method was also different from the Sword Formation. As soon as the sword momentum started, it was as swift as the wind.

After the flying swords shot out, dark yellow light surged from the sword bodies. Beams of illusory sword shadows split from the sword bodies. The dark yellow light flashed and materialized, instantly condensing thousands of flying swords.

All of these flying swords had bursts of earth-attributed Law power surging out of them, and the fluctuations transmitted from them were almost the same. It was impossible to tell which ones were the original solid flying swords.

Seeing this, Han Li flashed with light and returned to his human form. He pinched a sword gesture and waved it in front of him.

The thirty-six Green Bamboo Cloud-Flyer Swords shone brightly with cyan light, spreading out like a fan.

The sword Qi on the bodies of the Green Bamboo Cloud-Flyer Swords surged wildly, and sword shadows emerged layer by layer like rice seedlings, blooming in front of Han Li.