The stabbing force of these sharp swords instantly made Ye Feng, who was at the very center, feel a surge of death aura.
In that moment, his body was covered with countless cracks, spreading out like a spider web, enveloping everything around him.
These spreading cracks, within a half breath, even entangled his soul.
While this was happening, Ye Feng was very anxious. He realized that under such powerful attacks, he couldn't resist at all.
He felt a sense of powerlessness.
He sensed the shadow of life and death enveloping him completely, and as he clearly felt all this, Ye Feng's heart and soul trembled.
Outside the sword array, the white-haired old man and the goat-bearded cultivator perceived clearly what was happening inside, and their extremely unsightly expressions finally showed a slight change.
As the change unfolded, their anxious hearts finally calmed down.
Their demeanor became much more tranquil and peaceful.
