Boom!
A loud explosion!
The Spiritual Power contained within the jade token began to gush out!
Although a part of it was absorbed, the majority surged into the Formation.
The previously illusory Formation seed to be veiled with layer upon layer of thin mist.
The Guilt Emperor’s eyes showed hesitation; clearly, he was unwilling to do this.
If there had been any other good way, he definitely wouldn’t have resorted to this.
Finally!
The Guilt Emperor made up his mind, stepping into the Formation!
He turned back, glancing at the White Tiger.
The White Tiger twisted its ethereal body, seemingly roaring!
Anger!
But with a calamity at hand, the Guilt Emperor could not stay to perish.
"Phew." He took a deep breath, forming seals with his hands once more!
Boom!
The great Formation exploded!
A violent energy field instantly tore through the Formation!
Layer by layer!
It shattered through thirteen layers of Array!
Every ti it penetrated a layer of Array, the energy would diminish slightly.
By the ti it flew out of the thirteen Arrays.
The Guilt Emperor landed painfully on the grass, unable to stand up.
"A cunning rabbit has three burrows, a cunning rabbit has three burrows," he lay on the grass, looking at the sky, muttering to himself: "If I hadn’t left myself a way out, I would have been buried in the Array I created with my own hands."
The Guilt Emperor struggled to stand up, his face full of bitterness.
He looked up to the sky!
An imnse Spiritual Power was continuously flowing to Demarco Mount.
"Julius Reed, I would love to see how you managed to do all this." The Guilt Emperor shook his head, deciding to leave.
In his current state, if discovered by Julius Reed, he could only surrender.
An hour ago, the Guilt Emperor was still dreaming of draining Julius Reed.
But now, he nearly got drained himself.
Fate toys with people.
The Guilt Emperor suddenly appeared much older.
Like a faltering old man, he picked up a branch to support himself forward.
Suddenly, he tapped his teeth.
Pulled a Golden Needle from between his teeth.
The Guilt Emperor didn’t rember eating a Golden Needle mushroom.
There was no ti to ponder it now; he quickened his pace, striving to leave Demarco Mount as soon as possible.
Around the temple.
After the Guilt Emperor left!
The gaps in those Formations were quickly filled.
The Guilt Emperor expended a significant amount of power, regressing his abilities by a thousand years to catapult himself out using the great Formation.
After he left.
All vegetation quickly withered!
The leaves of the trees dropped one by one.
Originally lush green, they turned yellow in an instant!
And then!
They rotted and turned to ash!
The once verdant trees dried up one by one.
Almost five minutes passed!
The area surrounding the temple was already desolate.
Nothing remained.
Drexel Danvers and Ian Martin lay dazed on the ground, the power within them gradually dissipating.
"Done for..." Drexel Danvers exerted all his strength to push Ian Martin. "We’re going to die."
"Where’s Master?" Ian Martin, lacking strength as well, struggled to sit up, and gazed in astonishnt at the desolation around them.
"Master ran away. He... failed." Drexel Danvers pointed to the dissolving White Tiger phantom, smiling bitterly: "The Emperor was right, Julius Reed broke the formation. Not only did he break the formation, but also destroyed the so-called divine beast."
"Realized too late. We wanted to save Master, but he abandoned us and ran off. In the end... the scope was too small." Ian Martin and Drexel Danvers sat back-to-back, ready to await death.
"You two really are here!"
Suddenly.
A voice ca.
"Hallucinating," Drexel Danvers chuckled: "We’re close to death."
"Indeed, I heard it too. You say we spent our lives chasing fa and fortune, for what?" Ian Martin thought of the Emperor, the one who lived with clarity.
"Heavens, just rain crap!"
He shouted with all his might!
"Haha! To truly understand life before death, it’s really worth it for , Ian Martin!"
" too, Drexel Danvers! Heavens, once more..."
"Crap dropping! If you don’t leave now, you’ll both die!" The Emperor appeared before them, utterly helpless.
He could have left without a second thought.
But he felt it was a pity to abandon the two believers he had conned with all his cunning.
So.
He turned back to rescue them.
"It’s... it’s you!"
"Light Reed? No! Emperor!"
The two rejoiced wildly!
"Nonsense, who else but could save you? Could it be your Master?" The Emperor sensed that the power within these two had been drained completely.
Continuing like this, they would wither physically.
Without Spiritual Power, there was naturally a way out!
"I even have to save you two!" The Emperor grabbed one in each hand, dragging them like dead dogs, sprinting outside!
He was exhausted!
But no matter how tired, he had to rescue these two fools.
"Heavens, just rain crap!"
"Rain crap!"
Ian Martin and Drexel Danvers chanted frenziedly behind the Emperor.
"Crush , Enlighten the world!"
"Heavens, hurry up!"
...
Above the temple!
The White Tiger phantom gradually disappeared.
In the end, it completely dissipated!
The roar of a tiger echoed.
The White Tiger seed unwilling.
The phantom shattered, leaving the White Tiger unable to make a sound.
Originally, this might have been the end.
But in reality, the vortex did not stop!
An even greater suction ca from above!
Inside the temple, the originally cracked golden statue exploded again!
This ti!
The gold foil scattered!
Turning to dust!
The White Tiger probably never thought it would break the seal in such a form!
But before it could even celebrate!
It was sucked in by the force!
Vanishing instantly!
Above Demarco Mount!
Julius Reed hovered below the vortex like an Immortal.
The surging Spiritual Power poured directly into his body!
If not for this particularly robust physique, if not for Julius Reed being a man of steel!
He might have already exploded.
But he didn’t.
All this power was completely absorbed into his body!
Julius Reed grew stronger!
The Spiritual Power of Demarco Mount, having passed through in this way, ended up nurturing Julius Reed.
But suddenly.
He felt sothing was amiss.
The Spiritual Power was already gone.
Yet the Formation was still operating!
Feeling no trace of Spiritual Power, why was the Formation still functioning?
The national fortune had long been stored in the sword, eliminating the possibility of driving the Formation.
Jesse River felt humiliated and left Demarco Mount in anger.
Nearby, there was no external force.
But suddenly!
Julius Reed felt a scorching heat on his chest!
It felt as if sothing was desperately trying to get in!
Tearing!
Pain!
His whole body felt like it was on fire!
The entire process lasted a full half-hour!
Finally!
The great Formation shattered.
Julius Reed landed on the ground.
The Spiritual Power within him was restless!
His whole body burning hot!
As if it could explode at any mont!
As ti passed.
This feeling not only didn’t fade, but grew even more intense!
"Ah!"
Julius Reed, sweating profusely, roared with a flushed face!
The veins on his body bulged, and his muscles tensed instinctively!
Amidst extre pain, Julius Reed remained conscious!
In such a situation, passing out would lead to an unknown fate!
"Ah!"
He roared, ripping off his shirt!
On his chest, a White Tiger tattoo appeared!
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