The crystal wall was still shrouded in Chaos. All kinds of light and shadows intertwined, raging energy ran rampant, and cracks spread through the void, making it impossible for those watching outside the Heaven's Origin Land to discern what was happening inside.
However, the sounds of fighting had ceased, tightening the hearts of the Mahayana cultivators. They anxiously focused on the crystal wall, wanting to see the exact situation within.
Energy intertwined inside the grand formation, chaotic beyond compare. Roar after roar of buzzing rang out—that was the Golden Light Guardian Formation in operation.
Under everyone's anxious gaze, the violent energy gradually settled, and the golden light filling the sky slowly receded as well. The vast landscape reappeared within the crystal wall.
Everyone looked over at once. There was no towering figure of Chiyou in the vast sky, nor was there the long, massive body of a giant dragon. The gathered cultivators were stunned, disbelief showing on every face.
"Over there! That's Ancestor Jiao Wei!"
Suddenly, someone let out a cry of alarm. The nearby cultivators hurriedly looked over, then turned one after another and followed the direction pointed out by a cultivator toward the enormous crystal wall.
Before long, among the scattered boulders in a valley, everyone saw a seated figure obscured by billowing white mist.
It was a human body, with its clothes tattered and robes in rags. Great patches of wounds and gaping flesh covered the body, while the injuries on its face were horrifying to behold. There was scarcely an intact spot anywhere.
From the color of the ragged robes and the still-upright seated posture, they could tell it was Ancestor Jiao Wei. He had not fallen; he merely appeared severely injured and was doing his utmost to recover.
"Hahaha... Fellow Daoist Jiao has won! That