Just then, Feng Ling suddenly pointed outside, her mouth agape. "What... what are they doing?" she asked.
Looking out from the room, the three of them could clearly see the men's faces twisted in terrifying expressions, their eyes wide with rage. Light flashed from their swords as if they were facing a powerful enemy.
Ling Xiao smiled faintly. "Keep watching. The best part... is still to come!"
...
Inside the formation, Yu Tian could no longer hold back. He unleashed a blast of Sword Qi that swept toward the fog in front of him. It was like he had stirred a hornet's nest. Countless longswords suddenly burst from the fog, shooting toward the three men like a swarm.
"Illusions! They can't be real!" Yu Guang shouted.
But the sound of the flying swords slicing through the air made him immediately doubt his own judgment. He swept his own sword, batting them away and producing a series of sharp, ear-piercing clashes of metal.
