Beginnings and Endings, All Predetermined

Yan Xingci rushed to the stone gate and pounded on it desperately.

The stone gate did not budge in the slightest.

The concealment array Li Chengjie had set up could be opened from the inside, but it required a specific technique. Yan Xingci did not understand arrays and could not open a Fourth Order array at all.

"Senior Brother Li! Senior Brother Li!" he shouted in a hoarse voice.

His voice was absorbed by the array and could not get out.

Behind him, Master Lakong's body trembled violently. On his face, two expressions appeared by turns. One moment compassionate, the next ferocious; one moment calm, the next mad.

True Lord Wuxiang's Nascent Soul was forcibly merging into his Sea of Consciousness.

Yan Xingci turned and rushed before Master Lakong, but he had no idea what to do.

Just then—the stone gate opened with a crash.

A crimson-gold figure flashed into Quiet Heart Studio.

Li Chengjie.

His expression was dark, and the killing intent in his eyes was like a blade.

Gao Chen followed closely behind, his face ashen.

With one glance, Li Chengjie saw the golden light seeping from Master Lakong's brow and the residual spiritual power fluctuation of True Lord Wuxiang.

"Damn bald donkey. I knew you were up to no good."

He raised his hand, and an Extremely Condensed Spiritual Sense Attack, like an invisible sharp blade, stabbed straight at Master Lakong's brow!

Spiritual sense five times stronger than others of the same rank erupted at this moment with no reservations.

Deep within Master Lakong's Sea of Consciousness.

True Lord Wuxiang was doing everything he could to corrode Master Lakong's Sea of Consciousness, forcing his awareness back bit by bit.

Master Lakong's body of light had already dimmed by more than half, with only the last bit of