In the Star Plucking Pavilion, Zhao Yue and Xuantong stood side by side, while Yin Jiuling stood behind them, his face gradually paling.
Jian Ruohan and Crow warily watched their surroundings, on guard against anyone charging in!
"The time is about right. If everything went smoothly, Zhao Yue and Ye Suxin should have already met Lin Bai in the consciousness space. Yin Jiuling, pull them out." Jian Ruohan calculated the timing in his heart and spoke urgently to Yin Jiuling.
"Mm. Infinite Reincarnation won't be able to hold Xuantong much longer, either."
Yin Jiuling swept a glance from the corner of his eye and found that the anger on Xuantong's face was growing increasingly intense. The Devouring Sword Soul within his body was also rapidly reviving. If this continued, Xuantong would probably have to unleash the Devouring Sword Soul and forcibly break through Yin Jiuling's Infinite Reincarnation secret technique.
At once, Yin Jiuling's thoughts stirred, and he began pulling the consciousnesses of Zhao Yue, Ye Suxin, and Lin Bai out.
In Xuantong's world, he was still standing inside the Star Plucking Pavilion, hacking and slashing furiously at Yin Jiuling, Zhao Yue, Jian Ruohan, Crow, and the Star Plucking Pavilion itself.
Yet every time his sword came down, an identical space would appear.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
Xuantong's roar echoed without end in his ears. "Am I trapped in some kind of illusion formation? But that doesn't make sense. If this were an illusion formation, Soul Skill: Restriction Break should have been able to cleave it apart with one strike. I've slashed down so many times, yet I still can't break this illusion formation..."
"Then that means..."
"This place isn't a formation at all, and the reason they called it the Reincarnation Altar was purely to mislead me?"
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