Black mists drifted about the Forest of Death, making it look like a forgotten world.

It was bright and breezy outside the forest, where it gave forth the odor of early spring. On the contrary, the Forest of Death was quiet, deep, and dark, where killing intents were lurking everywhere. It seemed like an invisible line was separating the 2 areas.

Inside the Illusion Formation, Ou Yangming stood with his hands behind his back. He smiled and carried a distinguished temperament

An unusual luster was seen in Xue Xuanle's eyes as she stole a glance at him. Her cheeks were as pink as peach flowers, but the color quickly faded away.

At this moment, a white crystal in Ou Yangming's hand flickered. The light resembled mist but also colored glass at the same time.

The white crystal was a mini round board. It was gentle and cold, and it gave a shocking sense of touch. It was the Illusion Formation's central hub, which controlled all of the rune nodes.

Ou Yangming gently tapped the area above the round board with his right middle finger. All of the rune nodes inside the Illusion Formation glowed in a flash, where countless threads interlaced and were dazzling to see.

Numerous mists suddenly rose in the formation map. They went from far to near in an instant and surged. Next, they spread out in the sky.

After dispersing completely, they condensed and compressed into a deep and dark cyclone. It looked as though a hole appeared in the sky out of the blue. A magnanimous suction force burst out and seemed like it could devour everything in the world.

Everything—the falling snowflakes, the surging mists, and the spinning cyclone—inside the Illusion Formation paused against logic. Nonetheless, they immediately burst out more violently and aimed for the Teng family's brothers.

Innumerable hidden flying swords in the mists shot out with cold sword-lights.

Teng Mingze looked into the distance at the flying swords that were as packed as rain. He had a grave look on his face as he shouted, "Younger Brother, I'll be fighting alongside you again. Are you afraid?"

As he spoke, he brushed his fingers across his longsword and had an unexplainable fierce look in his eyes.

Teng Mingxu and Teng Mingze were telepathic. The former made the same action and responded with a smile, "I'm afraid, but we're at a dead-end now, aren't we?"

He lifted his sword and slashed concurrently. The 2 brothers were experts with swords, where their sword techniques were ruthless and cunning. Moreover, they could cooperate and had minds that were in sync. As such, they were aware of the advantages of each other's sword technique, hence they performed complementary techniques to turn their disadvantages into advantages. Their sword lights were vast and mighty.

The sword lights overlapped one another, by which the next was also higher and faster than the one before. At last, only 2 afterimages remained in the Illusion Formation, and they whistled along with the cold winds. At this point, an indestructible sword net was formed around the brothers. The brothers were equally good in offense and defense, and they coupled strength and gentleness while their sword lights filled the air. Consequently, a deep mark was left on the ground inside the formation.

When the brothers attacked with their swords, they were sometimes as rapid as a storm, other times unhurried as if they were leisurely fishing. The swords were fast and slow, big and small, illusory and tangible. The sword shadows were closely packed and became entangled with each other to form a swift vortex, whereas the sword-lights were cold and whistled sharply while they stirred up rumbles.

Ou Yangming was stunned for a brief moment when he saw this, and he remarked softly, "I didn't think that they're actually quite capable."

Unbeknownst to the others, Xue Boren had retrieved his sabers and moved his fingers such that the weapons danced like works of art in his hands. He focused as he replied to the young fellow, "Apart from being arrogant and unruly, they have genuine talents indeed and are rare experts in swords. Besides, their hearts and minds were connected, where their swords follow their hearts in harmony. Even ordinary top-grade Spiritualists will be troubled by them. Who knew…"

He paused and did not finish his sentence. Instead, he looked deeply at Ou Yangming.

Xue Xuanle chuckled and finished it for him. "Who knew, they fell into Big Brother Yu's hands."

Ou Yangming shook his head. "Their sword techniques are marvelous, and they're also telepathic, so it won't be easy to kill them…'

Needless to say, it would be a different story if he activated the Path Intent Spear using the Big Avalanche, but how could he say it out loud.

While being trapped inside the formation, the sword techniques of the Teng family's brothers became more ingenious. They gave off the momentum of a dragon and a tiger, and they blocked all of the flying swords and snowflakes. The sword-lights were dazzling and majestic, and they vaguely carried an overbearing and imposing aura.

The 2 brothers wielded their swords faster than before, causing a white lotus flower to be condensed above their heads by the sword-lights. It kept spinning, and the patterns of it were clear. In fact, cold mists could also be seen drifting above the lotus flower. As for the brothers, their figures had completely disappeared inside the Illusion Formation. Soft rings were heard coming from their longswords, and they seemed to have an indescribable connection with the white lotus flower. They were simply masterly yet mysterious.

Ou Yangming kept a straight face as he drew in the air with his right hand. He inhaled and exhaled before he shouted coldly, "Condense a sword in the void!"

He was not loud, but he gave off an awe-inspiring feeling. Xue Xuanle was deeply moved, and her eyes were already filled with lusters as she wondered, 'He's only a Rudimentary Spiritualist, but he's fearless against 2 Advanced Spiritualists that are in sync. Given his magnanimity, how many God-favored ones in the Spiritual Realm are like him?'

Afterward, Xue Xuanle thought about herself. It was true that she had an enviable body but when compared to Ou Yangming, they were like gravel and a star. They were a sky's distance apart, thus the young lady felt at a loss.

'It's impossible,' she told herself, but she still looked at Ou Yangming and blushed.

Upon realizing this, Xue Boren sighed and decided that he would talk to the young lady about this after they returned to the Wu family. 'She can't fall in deeper.'

After shaking his head to get rid of the thought, he focused on the formation again.

The ground, the sky, mists, and snow in the air were vibrating as a destructive and domineering intent spurted at the formation's space. All of a sudden, the universe darkened while sand, broken stones, mists, and snow flew into the sky. A roughly 33-meters-long black sword was condensed in the Illusion Formation's space. The longsword was followed by plenty of mini flying swords behind it, and they were as closely packed as raindrops. This scene was enough to appall everyone.

Teng Mingze and Teng Mingxu looked at each other and exclaimed at the same time, "How's this possible?"

Bitter looks were seen on their faces. At this moment, even the white lotus flower, which was formed from their longswords, almost shattered. It only stabilized after they quickly curbed their emotions.

Teng Mingxu waved his sword and commented, "Elder Brother, why is this formation so odd? Isn't this a Trapping Formation? Why does it also have the effect of a Killing Formation? It also seems… Seems incredibly powerful!"

His older brother's face was as dark as still water. He stated coldly, 'Under the circumstances, we can only break this formation first. Judging from the formation's standard, it's probably from one of the successors from the most top-notch clans in Zhangzhou. We're in danger this time!"

The black longsword vibrated the void, and the striking red light on it was extremely frightening. Ou Yangming looked ruthless as he pointed and uttered, "Fast!"

With that, the flying sword rumbled and zoomed like a bolt of lightning that tore the sky apart.

When the snow lotus and the giant black sword clashed, their forces collided, and the sky trembled. Loads of ripples appeared as if many crushed stones were tossed into a lake at the same time, and they were very intense. Furthermore, winds and clouds reversed and stirred up mists. Given the momentum, even a Rudimentary Spiritualist would vanish and turn into ashes if one came into even the slightest contact with them.

The snow lotus kept spinning, resulting in layers of light screens that blocked in front of the giant sword. For a moment, they were in a deadlock situation.

Ou Yangming unleashed the integration of Heaven and man, as well as the thoroughly meticulous, to their extremes while he observed everything coldly.

At the spur of the moment, a luster was seen in Ou Yangming's eyes. He breathed out and let out a queer soundwave, which contained his mental power. It blasted down from every corner in the sky without warning, and it was deafening like a sudden clap of thunder.

He attacked at such perfect timing as it was when Teng Mingxu was adjusting his Qi momentum.

At that instant, Teng Mingxu felt like his head was struck by a heavy hammer. A thunderous sound was heard, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. Even the snow lotus, which was confronting the black longsword, was showing signs of crumbling.

Teng Mingze's eyes were bloodshot as if blood was going to splatter out of his eyes. He roared and slapped his chest with his left hand.

As a result, he spitted out a mouthful of essence and blood on the snow lotus. Due to the essence and blood, the lotus was quickly painted red. Since enormous spiritual power was contained inside the essence and blood, he slowly stabilized the situation while Teng Mingxu came back to his senses.

Ou Yangming signed internally as it was a pity. He continued to look for another opportunity by advancing step by step; he would not act rashly out of greed.

Xue Boren exclaimed to himself after witnessing the soul-stirring exchange of blows. 'A freak—he's simply a freak! Not only is his cultivation base in formations out of the ordinary, but he also has impressive mental power and a notable talent in combat! How far exactly can someone like him go?' Even he felt at a loss at this time.

An unusual change suddenly occurred. Teng Mingze and Teng Mingxu placed their left hands on the spot between their eyebrows at the same time, then a drop of exceptionally condensed essence and blood flew out from each of their faces.

The 2 brothers looked indifferent, and they made the same move, where they lifted their hands and waved them in front to assimilate their drops of essence and blood into the snow lotus. Their minds were linked, by which they took the same step and made finger gestures together as they yelled, "Disperse!"

All of the red lines on the snow lotus' petals instantly lit up, and they were intensely bloody. As they drifted in the wind, even the light screens in front of the lotus began to shatter bit by bit.

Upon seeing that, Ou Yangming was not delighted at all and had a bad feeling about this.

The petals spun at lightning speed and stirred up a storm. One of them blocked in front of the big black sword while 7 others stirred up strong winds that crashed into the sky like a furious dragon.

How formidable was the attack of the 2 Advanced Spiritualists from their natal essences and blood? It changed the universe's color.

"Boom…"

Fearsome darkness appeared in the sky as though the sky had collapsed.

When Teng Mingze and Teng Mingxu saw the drifting dead Qis in the sky, they were elated. They decided that they would surely torture the formation master after they broke out of the formation.

They would not kill Ou Yangming no matter what as he was a precious treasure, but they were determined to vent their anger.

With that, the 2 brothers exerted forces through their toes and leaped toward the crack above.

Close—they were getting closer!

The exit was almost within their reach.

Teng Mingxu and Teng Mingze looked at each other and had thought of tens of ways to torture Ou Yangming. They were tortures that would inflict physical pain on the young fellow but would not kill him. The thought of this made them so joyful that they could not wait to cry out loud.