The Evil Cultivator lying on the ground struggled with ever less strength, until he could not even cry out in pain.
The evil power within his body had already been drained by seventy or eighty percent, and his life was nearing its end. There was no possibility of turning the tables.
The resentment, despair, and regret in this Evil Cultivator's heart at this moment were simply beyond words.
He possessed formidable power and controlled several mighty evil artifacts, yet he had not been able to wield even a fraction of them. He had been suppressed alive until death and stripped of the evil power he had painstakingly cultivated.
No one could accept such an outcome!
But what could he do?
His greatest mistake had been thinking himself clever, then stepping into this killing game without any precautions.
Huai Shan City's Tian Shu Pavilion had, in truth, become a trap lying in wait for a hare from the very moment Zhao Hongyi left the city.
It had been waiting for him!
At this very moment, a full thirty-nine cultivators were stationed atop Tian Shu Pavilion, jointly controlling the formation.
All the extra cultivators had been secretly dispatched by Zhao Hongyi to enhance the formation's power and deal with the prey caught in its net!
That was not all. The bottom layer of Tian Shu Pavilion had also been arranged beforehand, and all the Obsidian Lamps used for illumination had been fitted with stone wicks specifically designed to counter Evil Spirits.
Most importantly, Zhao Hongyi had only just left when Wang Chen entered Huai Shan City's Garrison Headquarters through a secret passage.
He had taken control of the city-protecting formation in place of the Garrison Commander!
Although Wang Chen's cultivation was inferior to Zhao Hongyi's, he was still a Purple Mansion master.