He was no Saint! His magic power was limited! So what if he was at Quasi-Sage Peak? Faced with this nearly endless crushing tide of star power, he could only retreat step by step!
Stars rained overhead, the void shattered beneath his feet, and destructive light filled every direction.
At that moment, he finally understood.
If he were truly trapped to death in this formation, the saying "as long as the Blood Sea does not wither, Minghe will not die" was probably nothing more than a joke.
"Myriad Stars Grand Formation?"
Above the Blood Sea, Minghe and Tai Yi were locked in fierce battle. The violent aftershocks of their laws tore through the void, while starlight poured down like rain. Far in the depths of the Blood Sea, Su Yang was searching for fragments of the Jade Slip of Fortune when his mind stirred, instantly detecting that vast and ancient Power of Stars.
A glint flashed through his eyes, and he murmured, "So that's how it is. The trump card the demon race once used to rule the Heavenly Court has actually reappeared at this moment."
He looked up. It was as though his gaze pierced through layer upon layer of blood waves and the formation's seals, directly seeing Minghe standing above the Heavenly Vault at the convergence of the Zhou Tian Star Dou, starlight coiling around him like an Emperor descending into the mortal world.
"Husband, what's wrong?" Feng Yanran noticed the abnormality in his expression and asked softly, concern filling her eyes.
Su Yang came back to himself, the corners of his lips lifting slightly. He said calmly, "Nothing. Those two above simply haven't finished fighting yet."
"Oh." She obediently acknowledged him, but did not look away. Her gaze remained fixed on him, as if afraid he would