The mountain peak where they were located, Chiyun Ridge, also began to tremble. It wasn't the mountain that was moving, but rather the great formation built by his second senior brother, Zhou Fangquan, that was being shaken.

It's about to fall apart!

On another mountain in the distance.

Zhou Fangquan's face suddenly darkened, and he spat out a mouthful of bright red blood. He stared incredulously at the clouds above Chiyun Ridge.

"That is the power of the Heavenly Dao. His mastery of the Heavenly Dao has reached such a transcendent level, and it's not just a wisp of energy!"

He is the master of the Suspended Spirit Heart Sutra.

The ferocious power he cultivated has reached a state of perfection!

But he also knew clearly that this was the power of Heaven, which he could not contend with, and his body swayed slightly.

He realized that his plan had ultimately failed.

He suddenly withdrew all the malevolent aura from the vicinity and gathered it all back into his body, and the great formation on Crimson Cloud Ridge finally collapsed completely.

He then coughed up another mouthful of blood.

It rushed backwards.

"They ran away?"

The Taoist priest looked up at the mountain peak in front of him.

He was just thinking of going forward to stop that guy, but he didn't expect him to actually put away the formation and run away.

And after the black mist around him dissipated.

He looked up at the sky and exclaimed in amazement.

"I can only say that he truly lives up to his reputation as a disciple of Daoist Qinglong. I am ashamed of my own inferiority."

The Daoist Yunxian was now convinced.

Lin Jinglong's control over the power of the Heavenly Dao was so profound that it was beyond their reach.