"This is impossible!" Gong Ziyi was shocked as he looked at the calm expression of Shen Qiang on the stage. His mind was buzzing: "It makes no sense. He couldn't possibly know my arrangements. This trap was set for him by me. Everything is under my control, and there is no way Shen Qiang knows all of this setup!"
Gong Ziyi's face was ashen with shock, his ears were buzzing, and he could no longer hear the music at the scene.
Because he knew it was over.
The flying swords in the air were undoubtedly Zuo Lianghao's Infinite Sword Formation, and those standing on the Great Demons, equipped with broadswords, were without a doubt cultivators from the Qingyun Sword Pavilion. The fundamental reason they had never truly been able to influence the Cultivation World's situation was that although they were indeed powerful, their mobility was poor. So as long as there was a long-range attack, with enough distance, the Qingyun Sword Pavilion's people were as good as useless.
