Chen Ze watched Lin Bingchun and the others busying themselves outside the formation, silently calculating.
Without relying on external help, how wide was the gap between Lin Bingchun and himself?
After pondering for a moment, Chen Ze finally reached a conclusion: at the very least, it was a seven-to-three split.
Seven for him, three for Lin Bingchun.
Though they were both at the Spirit Severing Realm Late Stage, Lin Bingchun had tempered himself in this realm for many years. His cultivation had long reached its peak, and an ordinary Spirit Severing Realm Late Stage cultivator could not possibly be his match.
However, when it came to overall strength, Chen Ze was not the slightest bit inferior to Lin Bingchun.
Though he had only recently entered the Spirit Severing Realm Late Stage, several of the heaven-grade spells he cultivated had already reached legendary proficiency.
What was more, he now possessed saint-grade spells and Magic Artifacts.
Not only that, he had Five Elements spiritual power and Chaos Purple Qi, all of which enhanced his strength.
Lin Bingchun had no chance whatsoever of defeating him.
At this moment, Prince Kang and the others trapped within the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Formation were finding things increasingly difficult.
Quite a few people had their Spiritual Power Shields shattered and were struck directly by lightning, letting out wave after wave of miserable screams.
Prince Kang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan within the formation, constantly urging Lin Bingchun on.
"General Lin, if you don't think of something soon, we'll all die here!"
The veins on Lin Bingchun's forehead bulged. He knew full well how dire the situation was, but the Hua Ling Seal Formation was simply too troublesome.
As he continued searching for flaws in the formation, he directed the experts