As Liang Xiaoke moved, the Fox Yán Qí, the Chi Yí Xiū, and the Fox Yán Mèng below moved in tandem. Of course, none of them had reached the Saint level, and even if the physical bodies of Chi Yí Xiū and the others had reached that level, without martial comprehension or knowledge of movement techniques, ascending into the air would be difficult. However, the Sunset Bow held by Fox Yán Qí was an absolute super-weapon capable of slaying a Martial Saint...

That last arrow had already drawn the attention of the Eight Heavenly Dragons, the Eight Pagodas. Now, drawing the bow again, nocking an arrow with one hand—it seemed as if aiming was entirely unnecessary. The moment the left hand releasing the string slackened, another streak of black meteor tore through the sky...

It sped toward Dragon Eight, just like before, intending to eliminate the weakest link first...

But whether it was the Eight Heavenly Dragons or the Eight Pagodas, they were already prepared. Especially Dragon Eight, who, feeling the black meteor imbued with the aura of death, caused a layer of blue light to erupt from his body. It was the same energy shield Qin Yan had used that day, though judging by the intensity of the color, it appeared far more robust than Qin Yan’s.

Almost the instant the energy shield manifested, Fox Yán Qí’s arrow arrived directly at his face. A massive boom immediately resounded, and the feather arrow exploded entirely. The terrifying power actually caused the energy shield before Dragon Eight to shake violently, seeming as though it could shatter at any second...

The power of this single arrow was in no way inferior to the strike of a Martial Saint. If it had been Qin Yan’s energy shield from that day, it would have certainly shattered long ago. However, the shield surrounding Dragon Eight was strong enough to withstand three full-power strikes from a Martial Saint, which is why it resisted being pierced by this arrow...

It was at this precise moment that Liang Xiaoke’s physical body materialized directly in front of Dragon Eight, striking toward his sternum almost without mercy...

"I knew you would do this, but did you think I was the weakest?" Facing Liang Xiaoke’s following punch, Dragon Eight merely sneered. He swept both hands through the void, and a streak of red light coalesced in his grasp...

“Crimson Dragon’s Roar...” Dragon Eight roared, throwing out a punch of his own, slamming violently toward Liang Xiaoke’s chest, completely ignoring the incoming blow aimed at his own heart...

Instantly, a dragon silhouette formed from the void, pouncing toward Liang Xiaoke with unparalleled might. Vaguely, the sound of dragon roars could be heard as well...

Liang Xiaoke’s heart seized with alarm. He sensed that the power of this punch was in no way inferior to Xuan Yuan Xiao Zhan's from that day. Yet, this person was only a Martial Saint; how could he possess such tremendous strength...

What he failed to understand was that the Eight Heavenly Dragons had integrated the Eight Heavenly Dragon Formation; everyone’s strength was linked, allowing each member to utilize the power of all eight. Eight Martial Saints, and eight highly skilled Martial Saints at that, combined with the might of the Grand Formation, resulted in a power output that directly challenged a Martial God of the Second Heaven...

This was also why they hadn't bothered with stealth and had come forward directly. Even Luo Xiaofeng, a Martial God, would meet only a dead end against this formation...

His body instinctively swayed to the left, attempting to evade this extremely powerful punch. But the imprint of the red dragon silhouette still grazed past his shoulder, tearing away a large swath of flesh and shattering his shoulder bone with the impact...

Fortunately, Liang Xiaoke fundamentally did not understand pain. His body rapidly retreated, pulling back a full hundred zhang before finally stopping. The corpse energy within him surged madly toward the wound, but the wound possessed a strange, lingering power, making immediate recovery impossible...

Refusing to believe it, Liang Xiaoke lunged forward again, gathering all his strength into his right fist. A corrosive aura formed at his knuckles, glowing with streaks of black light. His speed reached its absolute peak; in almost an instant, he appeared before Dragon Eight. At the same moment, Gongsun Lu materialized in front of Dragon Eight, and the two simultaneously unleashed their strongest punches...

Facing the combined powerful strike from both, Dragon Eight remained utterly fearless. With a casual wave of one hand, he moved to directly seize the fists of both Liang Xiaoke and Gongsun Lu...

Just then, Fox Yán Qí shot another arrow from his bow. This arrow was still aimed directly at Dragon Eight’s brow. Furthermore, a black silhouette manifested from the void, a black sword tip thrusting toward Dragon Eight’s neck...

Confronted by attacks from at least four directions simultaneously, a flicker of surprise crossed Dragon Eight’s eyes. He roared: “Myriad Buddha Hands...” As his voice faded, countless arms suddenly sprouted from his body—all golden arms. It was impossible to tell how many there were; they were dense and numerous. These golden arms carried no weapons; they simply reached out to grab the incoming feather arrow...

But the arrow’s speed was too terrifying, too fast to be caught. It struck the blue light screen relentlessly, shattering the energy shield that could withstand three full-power strikes from a Martial Saint...

However, the myriad arms successfully blocked the attacks from Liang Xiaoke, Gongsun Lu, and the subsequently arriving Bing Ming, sending them all back...

At this moment, the eight members of the Eight Heavenly Dragons finally recognized the terror of Fox Yán Qí. Yet, because they functioned as a single unit, it was impossible for any one of them to break off and confront Fox Yán Qí alone...

Suddenly, expressions of grim determination appeared on all eight faces: “Raging Dragons Dance: Ascending Dragon Path!” As they spoke, golden light erupted from all eight of their bodies. Faintly, dragon shadows could be seen swirling behind them. These eight dragon shadows merged, transforming into a single, ten-zhang-long great dragon, which plunged toward the position of Fox Yán Qí below...

Almost instantly, this dragon silhouette reached Fox Yán Qí, but a towering figure appeared before him—it was Chi Yí Xiū...

Facing this terrifying Ascending Dragon Path, Chi Yí Xiū raised both battle-axes. Yellow light flared across his body as he poured his full strength into cleaving down toward the dragon's head...

A resounding rumble echoed as the golden dragon silhouette was cleaved into two halves by Chi Yí Xiū’s single axe strike. However, the immense force still sent Chi Yí Xiū’s body flying backward. Not only that, but Fox Yán Qí behind him was also blasted away, falling heavily to the ground, his body twitching—he had clearly suffered no small injury...

After all, this was the powerful combined strike of eight individuals. Had Chi Yí Xiū’s defense not been exceptionally strong, this single move might have erased them both...

Seeing the one who posed the greatest threat to them neutralized, the Eight Heavenly Dragons felt a slight easing of tension. The eight of them formed a strange array, perfectly encircling the remaining seven Pagoda members and Ye Jingyu in the center, giving them absolutely no chance to rescue Ye Jingyu...