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They seemed to have absorbed enough magical energy. Originating from the six vertices of the six-pointed star, the blue, red, green, black, white, and other colored lights suddenly intensified, transforming into light pillars dozens of feet thick. They shot straight into the sky, converging at a point beyond the sight of the eye. At that immense height, they shattered into countless light particles, which then aligned with the operation of the "Six-Star Demon-Slaying Formation" on the ground. These particles, imbued with immense energy, formed a vast and complex magic array in the sky, thousands of times larger.

Under the pull of the formation’s power, the sky above the formation distorted. The clear sky, which had been rendered cloudless after Leimen shattered the layers of clouds, darkened once again. However, this darkness was not due to clouds, but because the massive and complex magical energy repelled the light from the sky. With the magic formation as its axis, the dark distortion expanded in the directions of east, west, north, and south, forming an irregular dark cross. Slowly and heavily, it began to rotate, eventually creating a massive black vortex in the sky.

Through the dark sky, millions of stars blazed with a brilliance that outshone even the darkest night. Slowly, the vast celestial river seemed to descend, showering the land with infinite brilliance. Like a spring rain of crystals and gems, it painted the sky in a breathtaking, dreamlike scene that halted the entire battlefield.

Even the seven great sword saints were no exception.

"Earth bows before the formation, the demon capital seals the soul, the sky cracks, the moon falls, and the stars sink," Leimen sheathed the Soul-Devouring Sword behind his back and looked up at the sky. The golden snow that had filled the sky earlier had stopped falling when the "Six-Star Demon-Slaying Formation" was constructed, replaced now by a seven-colored star rain that was even more enchanting. "Why does the epic from back then make no mention of such a beautiful sight?"

The magic inherited from the elves inevitably carried with it their incurable pursuit of beauty. The so-called "stellar magic," the most magnificent of all, was exclusively the elves'. After all, stargazing took millennia, so aside from the elves, no other race on the Mainland could study this magic. The "Six-Star Demon-Slaying Formation" used elemental magic as a guide, but its true power came from the "stellar magic," which possessed boundless strength and an ultimately magnificent dreamlike form.

"For those who fell in battle, all that remains is the pain hidden beneath this beautiful star rain," said Arshu, the knife saint, who had the highest state of mind. He resumed his battle stance and spoke again.

"Well, it seems you’ve finally regained your senses," Leimen said with a hint of disdain, still looking up at the sky. "Just now, your fight was a disgrace. Sneak attacks are one thing, but your hearts were in chaos, and your movements lacked grace. You all fought like raging savages, unworthy of the title 'Saint.' It's no wonder you fear the name 'Leimen.'"

The White-Haired Demon Lion King’s words caused the six human sword saints surrounding him to blush. Everyone present was an extraordinary master, possessing exceptional talent and grace. They had trained for decades, if not centuries, and even someone as temperamental as Flame Saint Levis was surprisingly composed. Their movements and retreats naturally carried the dignity and majesty of great masters.

However, facing the immense pressure from the White-Haired Demon Lion King, their confidence and dignity had eroded without them noticing. From the moment they began plotting against Leimen, their self-assurance and dignity had crumbled bit by bit. As their schemes, plots, ambushes, and formations unfolded, they had gradually imprinted in their hearts the shadow that Leimen was invincible. The result was that although their plans had succeeded, their mental state had collapsed, leading to a significant flaw in their combat effectiveness.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were clear. Earlier, although Leimen had raised his power to its peak, he had not fully unleashed his martial wisdom. Otherwise, given their previous state, Leimen would have had the opportunity to defeat them one by one and win completely. However, Leimen was a martial arts master of heavenly caliber. Faced with adversaries in poor condition, his dignity, pride, and confidence would not allow him to take advantage. It was only when the pure stellar power contained in the beautiful star rain showered down that the minds of the sword saints were instantly cleared, allowing them to regain their usual state and finally arousing Leimen's fighting spirit.

"A century of cultivation, and rarely an opportunity to fully display one’s skills. The only opponents who can make me go all out are those in this formation. Don’t disappoint me," the White-Haired Demon Lion King Leimen said with a gleam of excitement, holding the Soul-Devouring Sword across his chest.

As soon as these words left his mouth, I rolled my eyes from afar. Heh, I used to think this old lion had transcended worldly concerns, but it seems the battle-loving blood of the orcs still flows fiercely within him.

The six human sword saints repositioned themselves in formation, but now there was no longer the previous frenzy of desperation. What remained was only the reverence and pursuit of martial arts by these top experts. It was only at this moment that their state and strength were at their most perfect.

"Leimen, in my life, I, Levis, have never admired anyone. Even the 'Ancestor of Sword Saints' is merely a figure I aim to surpass. But now I must say, regardless of race, you are truly a warrior I admire. To have you as a lifelong rival is both a challenge and an honor," said Levis, the fiery and arrogant Flame Saint, now calm. In this short time, his state of mind seemed to have elevated, and the crimson flames around him transformed from dazzling brilliance into a gentle, jade-like flow, indicating his more perfect control over flames.