Countless streams of Demonic Qi were instantly drawn in, whirling madly around him. His entire body was like a massive vortex, sweeping wildly through everything.
The disturbance quickly caught the attention of the Devil Race standing guard outside. Over the past two months, they had finally waited until the people within the formation had nearly exhausted their true essence, while the pills they carried to replenish it had been consumed almost completely. Though they still had spirit crystals, everyone knew that while spirit crystals contained spiritual energy refined many times over, they could not be immediately converted into true essence. Impurities still remained within them; only pills for replenishing true essence could be instantly transformed into the true essence they needed.
They had now been driven to the brink of death and could only wait quietly. Several times, some of the Devil Race had nearly been unable to hold themselves back from opening the formation and charging in, taking advantage of the warriors' weakest state to slaughter them completely. That would have spared them from waiting for these people to slowly waste away and die.
Yet every time, they had been stopped by the Greater Demon Commander. Though he was incomparably brutal, he was no mindless fool. These people were turtles in a jar, doomed to die at any moment. There was no need to pay any price for them. After all, there were not many members of the Devil Race who could come to the Ancient Barrens Continent. Every one who died meant one fewer of them. Even trading a hundred for one would be a losing bargain to him.
But he had never expected this to happen. The Demonic Qi formed a huge vortex around Ye Xiwen, pouring madly into his body as if he did not care