At this point, the core laws of the great formation had already grown extremely weak. Blood Axe Divine General had withdrawn the formation disks, and the disciples of the various factions surged forward as one. Although their strength was feeble, even ants could bring down an elephant—much less an elephant that had already collapsed to the ground, gasping its last breaths.
"Crack!"
With God King Mengguang's strike, the dome of the ancient palace shattered. The outer walls flaked and fell away, and the enormous pillars came crashing down as well.
God King Shen Xin stood to the side, a trace of regret flashing through his eyes.
Although he had contributed very little, with Blood Axe Divine General taking the lead, the great formation was still broken through in no time.
"Hahahaha!" Feeling the great formation collapse completely, Gui Mingzi let out a shrill laugh. "These past two days, that little bastard must have been scared witless! Excellent. Golden Winged Heavenly Peng, don't fight me for him. That little bastard's soul is mine!"
"Torturing souls is your greatest specialty, Ghost Emperor. Naturally, I won't fight you for him. I want to pull out his tendons and make a whip." Golden Winged Heavenly Peng spoke coldly.
"Hehehe..." Gui Mingzi smiled in satisfaction.
The soul of an unparalleled genius was bound to be extraordinarily resilient. Even after being tortured for hundreds of thousands of years, or even a million years, a trace of consciousness might still remain. But that would be even better. I'll make him watch with his own eyes as he becomes one of the main souls of Thousand-Eyed Mo, driven by my will! With him, Thousand-Eyed Mo will surely evolve into Ten Thousand-Eyed Mo!
"Little bastard, hurry up and get out here!" Gui Mingzi roared. A stream of black qi