These pure sword essences, devoid of their original owner's imprint, were like the finest tonic in the world for the flying swords, not only highly nutritious but also easily digestible.

Almost instantly, these sword essences rushed towards the seventy-two Azure Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords like moths to a flame, most of them being absorbed!

All the flying swords trembled simultaneously, emitting sharp whistling sounds as if they were crying out in extreme pleasure.

The sword formation, completely reversed by the Azure Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords, was now completely out of control. The remaining flying swords, whose imprints had not yet been erased, seemed to be encouraged, struggling frantically once more.

"You useless fools, why aren't you restraining these flying swords? What are you waiting for?" Xiong Shan roared, his eyes filled with rage that seemed ready to erupt.

Apart from the few elders who were controlling the remaining flying swords, the other inner elders simultaneously unleashed their supernatural powers to block the surging tide of swords flowing towards the vortex.

However, these formations were originally only designed to deal with the agitation of a small number of flying swords. Now, with the frenzy of almost all the flying swords, they were all scrambling and overwhelmed.

"Fellow Daoist Mo Xie, please lend me a hand! I will reward you handsomely!"

After shouting loudly, Xiong Shan gritted his teeth, made a sword gesture, and launched an attack towards the sky.

With a sharp "clang" sound, the golden long sword originally inserted into the high platform immediately rose from the ground, emitting a dazzling golden light. With a turn of its blade, it shot towards this side at high speed.

As soon as this sword left the Sword Offering Platform, the entire formation ceased to operate, and the light curtain of sword shadows in the sky disappeared.

After a moment of hesitation, Mo Xie reached out with both hands and made a sudden gesture towards the high sky.

"Zzzzz..." A sound of electric current surged.

More than a dozen black long swords flew out of the void, their bodies wrapped in black lightning, interconnected as they shot into the tide of swords.

At this moment, the Azure Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords had reached the end of their sword essence devouring.

With a loud "boom," a giant golden lightning pillar, over ten zhang thick and a thousand zhang high, rose from the cyan vortex, piercing straight into the sky like a heavenly thunder spear.

Rumble...

A series of earth-shattering explosions echoed in the high sky, and the layers of restrictions covering the entire Sword Mound prairie were torn apart, revealing a deep and enormous void above everyone's heads.

It looked as if the entire sky had been pierced with a large hole.

The thunder spear was just a fleeting spectacle, and soon the golden light shattered, turning into golden light and scattering.

The lightning on the seventy-two Azure Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords, however, did not diminish. Dense golden electric filaments interconnected and intertwined, gathering together in a dazzling light to fuse into a cyan giant sword more than ten zhang long.

As soon as the giant sword took shape, it immediately turned its blade and pointed directly at the huge hole in the high sky. A cyan light flashed on the sword, rippling with a void ripple, as if it was about to fly into it.

Just then, an extremely sharp sound of piercing through the air suddenly rang out, causing a sharp pain in everyone's eardrums. Some Body Fit Stage disciples could not withstand it and fainted with blood seeping from their ears.

"Stay there!" Xiong Shan roared.

The next moment, a huge golden sword shadow suddenly pierced through the air and slashed down on the cyan giant sword.

With a loud "clang," the golden sword shadow and the cyan giant sword's blade intersected, instantly setting off an extremely violent wave.

A golden light wave suddenly erupted from the point where the two swords met, sweeping across the sky in all directions.

Everyone felt a wave sweep over their heads. Looking up, they saw a clear break in the entire sky. It was not that the void was torn apart, but that the clouds and sword Qi in the high sky, and even the floating dust, were cut off by the golden light wave.

The dozen long swords, wrapped in black lightning, that followed Xiong Shan's natal flying sword were extremely unlucky to be in the path of the light wave, and were swept right back in disgrace.

As the master of these swords, Mo Xie naturally suffered a great shock. He hurriedly made a gesture and took back his flying swords, a cold light flashing in his eyes, and began to watch from the sidelines.

At this moment, a crisp "crack" sound suddenly entered everyone's ears clearly from the high sky.

The golden sword shadow suddenly cracked from the middle, and then collapsed with a roar. A broken golden flying sword fell from the high sky, its spiritual light lost.

At the same time, an ear-piercing sound of piercing through the air came, and the cyan giant sword directly pierced into the void in the high sky and left with a flourish, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Xiong Shan spat out a mouthful of blood, and grabbed the two broken sword pieces. Looking at them, his eyes were already bloodshot.

Seeing this, all the elders and disciples flew towards him, but no one dared to step forward to talk. Even Mo Xie just frowned and remained silent.

Han Li, who was slightly behind the crowd, secretly stabilized the turbulent aura in his body. The power of that sword was indeed extraordinary. Even though the Azure Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords absorbed the majestic sword essence to offset most of it, he was inevitably affected by the impact and shock.

"Northeast direction, go after it..." Xiong Shan was extremely angry, squeezing these words out from between his teeth.

At this moment, his natal flying sword was destroyed, his vitality was greatly damaged, and he had to quickly retreat and recuperate to stabilize his injuries, otherwise his cultivation might be greatly affected.

Hearing this, everyone immediately moved to chase.

"Wait, northwest direction...no, southwest..." Xiong Shan suddenly stopped everyone, the expression on his face changing again and again.

"Fellow Daoist Xiong, what's going on?" Mo Xie couldn't help but ask, and the other elders also looked bewildered.

"Not good! The last bit of connection between me and those flying swords has been completely severed." Xiong Shan glanced at him and said coldly.

Xiong Shan looked back at the devastated Sword Mound prairie, and at the remaining three hundred or so flying swords, a滔heavenly rage surged in his eyes.

He raised his arm, his sleeves swelled without wind, rustling, and then he suddenly waved them down.

The three hundred or so flying swords were immediately wrapped by a huge force, drawing an arc in the air, and then fell to the ground like a rainstorm.

"Boom boom boom..."

After a series of explosions, all three hundred or so flying swords landed, their bodies all inserted into the ground, with only their hilts exposed above the surface.

Everyone around could clearly feel Xiong Shan's great anger. Without his instructions, they did not dare to act rashly, and they were all trembling, not daring to say a word.

As for Zhu Feng, who was originally responsible for the Azure Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords, was now terrified, his face pale and his whole body trembling.

He knew that he was just an inner elder. If Xiong Shan, as the Deputy Dao Lord, wanted to kill him to vent his anger, then he would undoubtedly die. Even if the sect wanted to investigate afterwards, it would be meaningless to him.

Xiong Shan's eyes slowly swept across everyone's faces.

Although he was extremely angry at the moment, he had not lost his mind.

He knew that the Thousand Peak Spirit Gathering Sword Formation would never reverse for no reason. Someone must have tampered with it, and that person was likely among the ten elders in front of him.

Although Zhu Feng, who was responsible for the seventy-two flying swords, was highly suspected, he was not his primary suspect.

In his opinion, the most suspicious person was Mo Xie, who had taken the initiative to come and observe the sword formation.

After all, he himself could not fully control such a complex sword formation. If anyone among these people was truly capable of reversing such a sword formation, then it would undoubtedly be Mo Xie, whose cultivation was almost equal to his own, who might be able to do it.

"Deputy Dao Lord Xiong, you wouldn't be suspecting me, would you? Except for you calling me to take action at the end, I have been standing still from beginning to end, and I haven't even emitted a trace of aura. If I were to tamper with it, how could you not notice it at all?" Mo Xie seemed to see the hint of suspicion in Xiong Shan's eyes and said loudly.

"Fellow Daoist Mo doesn't need to be like this. I didn't say that." Xiong Shan snorted coldly and said lightly.

Suspicion was suspicion, but without evidence, it was meaningless. He was never a reckless person, otherwise he would not be in his current position as Deputy Dao Lord.

"It seems that Deputy Dao Lord Xiong still has a lot to deal with today, so I won't disturb you any further! I'll come back to ask for those borrowed items another day. Farewell!" Mo Xie said slowly.

Xiong Shan didn't say much, raising one hand and shooting out several magic formulas towards a certain void. There, a wave rose, and a cloud of white light several zhang in size appeared.

Mo Xie cupped his hands slightly towards Xiong Shan, and his figure swayed and disappeared into the white light.

After Xiong Shan watched Mo Xie's figure completely disappear into the white light, he withdrew his gaze and swept back and forth across the faces of Han Li and the other ten people, his eyes as cold as frost and his face as gloomy as water.

The atmosphere on the scene was like solidified, and everyone was silent, not daring to make the slightest sound.

Han Li, like the others, lowered his head slightly, not making eye contact with Xiong Shan.

"Elder Zhu Feng, do you have nothing to say?" After a long time, Xiong Shan's eyes finally fell on Zhu Feng.

"Dao Lord Xiong, this...I...no..." Zhu Feng's heart jumped, and he stammered for a long time without being able to say anything.

Xiong Shan secretly urged his divine sense to probe the entire forbidden area, but still couldn't find any clues. Finally, he said:

"I said earlier that if anyone lets me down, don't blame me for turning my face! Since Elder Zhu Feng has given me such a big leak, it wouldn't be right not to compensate me, would it?"

"Dao Lord Xiong, how...how do you want me to compensate?" Zhu Feng raised his head slightly and looked at Xiong Shan, cold sweat dripping down his body.

"The extent of my loss is so great that even if you emptied all your assets, you probably wouldn't be able to compensate me. I'm not such a ruthless person, so use six thousand merit points and three hundred immortal essence stones to offset it." Xiong Shan said coldly, his tone filled with an unquestionable momentum.

Hearing this, Zhu Feng's body softened, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

This compensation price was more than all of his current assets combined. Asking him to take out so much of his wealth at once was even more difficult to accept than taking his life.

However, as uncomfortable as it was, he had to accept this result.

Hearing this, everyone present also clicked their tongues secretly, cursing Xiong Shan for being too black-hearted on the one hand, and rejoicing that they were not the unlucky Zhu Feng on the other.