As his words fell.
The three Dao Realm elders behind Wei Lang stepped forward together.
"I'll do it!"
"Me too!"
"..."
They acted at the same time, sending their spiritual power through the void and into Jiang Fan's body from afar.
"Although our spiritual power might not be very compatible with yours either, and very little of it might remain!"
"As long as we send in enough spiritual power, you'll have enough to draw on!"
"The strength of four people is better than that of one!"
As their four streams of power converged, Jiang Fan felt a violent tremor surge through his body.
Although it was depleted layer by layer, it was finally enough to sustain his use of the Blood-Fiend True Scripture.
"Good!"
Jiang Fan seized the opportunity and thrust out a finger.
The crimson-gold runes turned into countless fine needles, stabbing viciously into the eight blood-colored chains.
The runes on the blood-colored chains pulsed wildly, trying to resist.
But with several Dao Realm experts pouring spiritual power into him, Jiang Fan's formation-breaking power far exceeded what it had been before.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The blood-colored chains snapped one after another.
When the final blood-colored chain exploded, the aura around Jiang Fan abruptly weakened.
His legs gave way, and he nearly fell to his knees.
"Jiang Fan!"
Wei Lang cried out in alarm.
"How are you?"
Jiang Fan shook his head.
"I'm fine, just a little weak!"
"Senior Wei, I haven't let you down. The third layer of restrictions is broken!"
After speaking, he raised his head and glanced at the final layer of restrictions.
A massive blood-colored vortex hovered in the center of the abyss.
"But the fourth layer is the true core of this entire Grand Formation!"
"With our remaining strength, even if every Dao Realm cultivator