The center of the Medicine King Domain.
Once, it had been the mountain gate of the Medicine King Sect, a former regional hegemon.
However, after repeated wars caused by demon chaos and human calamity, it had long since fallen into utter ruin.
At this moment, as Nascent Soul experts fought over the Accumulation Void Flower, everything within a radius of several thousand li had already been flattened, leaving no weak living creatures behind.
When it came to the Founding War, matters of breaking through to Spirit Transformation had made it seem far less important.
The low-rank demon beasts and low-rank cultivators had each retreated, leaving the stage to those few mighty figures of the present age.
A great formation stretched across ten li of land, covering everything within it.
Inside, a Nine-Colored Light River rolled and surged, but no matter how it charged left and right, it could not break through this great formation condensed from terrifying mana.
Outside the formation.
Three Nascent Soul experts stood together, their expressions exceedingly grave.
The Crane Emperor, whose cheeks were narrow and elongated and whose skull rose high, said in a low voice, "This formation is connected by pure mana. It isn't particularly exquisite, but its essence lies precisely in its great simplicity. Unless we possess mana surpassing that of the five Demon Emperors combined, it will be very difficult to break through it from the outside."
Idle Crane True Person trusted this companion of his completely. Faced with this unsolvable situation, he could not help sighing.
If they had been five ordinary Demon Emperors, so be it.
But the one presiding over the formation was Ox Demon, who had reached the realm of a Great Demon Emperor!
Which Nascent Soul True Person's mana could surpass his?
Even a Great Cultivator would have