Above the dueling square, Yue Duxing was bathed in countless starlights, and his aura began rising steadily, all the way toward the peak of the Early Golden Immortal stage.
The corresponding price was that the Immortal Yuan Power of several thousand True Immortals present had been nearly drained dry. Those who had already expended much of their Immortal Yuan Power were now reduced to skin and bones, on the verge of having their Essence completely depleted and perishing!
At this moment, the successive rounds of tremendous explosions suddenly came to a halt. The spiritual light faded, revealing the extremely ugly expressions of Zhu Hao and the others.
"Ha ha, why have you all stopped, fellow cultivators? Why not keep trying? Perhaps a few more rounds will be enough to break the seal and get out!"
Looking down at Zhu Hao and the others, Yue Duxing immediately burst into wild laughter.
As his laughter rang out, a shackle within his body silently shattered, causing his aura to surge by more than double at once!
"Ah!"
"You'll die a horrible death!"
Yue Duxing's surging aura also caused the power of the restriction to rise sharply. This immediately became the final straw for the cultivators from the two wastelands who were already on the verge of collapse.
Amid cries of agony and curses, batches upon batches of True Immortal cultivators had their physical bodies turn into desiccated corpses, their Nascent Souls extinguished along with them!
"Damn it, it seems he intends to break through to the Late Golden Immortal stage in one go! Fellow Daoist Zhu, what do we do now? This restriction hasn't been damaged at all!"
The square-faced Golden Immortal asked anxiously. He did not care why the restriction had suddenly become so powerful; he only wanted a way out.
Otherwise,