Chapter 1153

Name：Supreme Swordsman of the Nine Heavens Author：
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Turning Point

The foreign Apotheosis Realm invaders crashed into the ground once they no longer had access to their spirit energy. Cheng Yan and company snapped out of their amazement to rush into the raining bodies and begin an onslaught using their trusted swordplay and deft footwork from Dustfallen Stance. Spearheading the assail, Cheng Yan harvested the head of a zombie that was on the ground, while the others closely followed behind, taking out another three Apotheosis Realm invaders.

Bai Jie switched to relying on Sumeru Switch Scroll since he could not utilise spirit energy. He turned the starlight into a sword and swatted through Mu Yu’s Spirit Void domain, ending the restriction. That, of course, meant that the grounded enemies immediately regained their ability to fly back up and avoid execution. At the same time, Mu Yu regrouped with his allies.

“You should’ve used the domain earlier,” Lie Shang criticised. “We could’ve demolished their stars if you used it earlier.”

“I can only use it with Reflection Compass’ aid. I didn’t know the compass could guide me before,” Mu Yu explained.

“You won’t have the chance to use it again.” Bai Jie’s Sumeru Switch Scroll was strong enough to power through Mu Yu’s Spirit Void since the latter was not the owner of Reflection Compass. Plus, Bai Jie was the type to learn from his mistakes. “Everyone, deploy your formations together in one spot. You five are finished!”

Without Spirit Void to save them, the five had no alternative besides giving it everything they had in a last-man-standing brawl. Mu Yu, therefore, linked everyone’s minds up with Gentle Wind Interlinked Hearts Formation, each and every one of them ready to go down dying.

“... Looks like Third Heaven is finally ours, hahaha!”

“Don’t worry, Miaomiao. Your elder brother shall go lay them out!”

Body Synthesis Realm Kongkong and Miaomiao opened a rift in the firmament to come down.

“What are you two doing here?” Mu Yu effused.

Dressed primly. Kongkong winked. “Uncle An brought us here, telling us there was some naughty people to beat up.”

“Yep, we’re here to smash freaks,” Miaomiao added in a demure tone.

“Where’s Uncle An?” Cheng Yan queried.

“Right here.” The sky rippled as Uncle An appeared before them.

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