After recovering some spiritual power and spiritual sense.
Jiang Ding opened his eyes, came to the edge of the Star Fortress Formation Array, and quietly watched Heavenly Monarch Mie Ri, Canghai Heavenly Monarch, and the others besiege Wang Zhongdao.
Heavenly Monarch Mie Ri and the other ten formed a military formation, continuously firing fortress cannons from portions of their Destiny Magical Treasures. The shells struck the Fifth-grade High-grade Star Fortress Formation Array and Wang Zhongdao, who was piloting the Star Fortress, battering him from side to side. The spiritual light of his shield scattered in all directions as he barely held on, his spiritual power steadily draining away.
"Not bad."
"The old seniors are truly steady."
After watching for a while, Jiang Ding had no intention of joining the battlefield and praised them.
These old seniors possessed far too much combat experience. With no urgent military situation, they advanced steadily and fought securely, gradually wearing down the enemy's spiritual power, spiritual sense, and reserves of formation spirit stones. They refused to take the slightest risk; of their full strength, half was devoted to defense.
Under such circumstances, Wang Zhongdao was like a butterfly caught in a spiderweb—the more he struggled, the more exhausted he became.
Until his spiritual power and spiritual sense fell to their limit.
Clearly, Wang Zhongdao had seen through the situation as well. He had once tried to burn essence blood and gamble with his life, but Canghai Heavenly Monarch and the others steadily and securely wore away his sharp edge bit by bit, forced him back, and returned once more to this state of mutual attrition.
He could not win in battle.
He could not escape.
Even if he risked his life, he could threaten nothing, not even bring any danger to anyone else.
Wang Zhongdao